"I don't think it is." Dick had done a search through the Hawaii state records, but he hadn't had the time (or the heart) to look at the results yet. But there was a much quicker way to do it. He walked out of the bedroom for a few seconds, then walked back, a disc in hand.
"Barry and Iris, our friends from Hawaii, sent us this. Apparently they had a camcorder." He vaguely remembered an older couple from early in the evening, but details became hazy very quickly. He had the kind of fun in Hawaii that tends to result in amnesia.