Posts made in March, 2004


NOTE: This post original appeared on my Livejournal account.  The other morning I saw Sam, the man who runs our mail room, out smoking as I walked into the building. He and I see each other several times a week – his smoke break and my arrival often coincide – and exchange a “Hey, how’s it going?” and a few words about the weather. That particular morning, he greeted me with the statement, “Fly an airplane.” I was pre-coffee at this...

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