Rosey, an old friend and former colleague, sent me this today:
It's holiday time, and the poinsettias have appeared in our office. I'm reminded of the time that we sat in side-by-side cubicles at Heath. You were on the phone (with Andy maybe?), and the mailroom guy delivered two poinsettias to your cube. Over the wall I heard you say, "Wow, my author just sent me two poinsettias." Then there was a pause, and you said, "No, no! Plants, not dogs!"
I don't remember that, but it probably was Andy; that's his brand of humor.
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