a note i found in my father's hotel room

Last night I stayed with Dad in a hotel room at the Emory conference center, where he was attending a conference Sunday night and today. Since his flip chart was at home and his work flip chart was in his new office, Dad was forced to create (sometime before dawn) a cardboard make-shift flip chart for himself. I discovered this while cleaning up the room, it wasn't a note left for me.
He woke me up at 8:00 and had coffee with me and then said goodbye at 8:15.

I suppose he wanted to remind me that I should leave at 9:00 for my 11:00 flight, which gets in at 1:38.