So here we are: time travelers from the future, just like on Star Trek. Except we’re poor and hungry and dirty. Sam is still sick. Sometimes, I’m tempted to turn us in – go to some officials with our modern gadgets and convince them of what we are. Offer to give them future information in exchange for a decent living. But what information? What will they do with it? Would it make things worse?
Journal Entry in Time Travel Journal # 1 of Casey Wilson, June 5, 1906