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December 19, 2001
I don’t mind looking back for a moment and thinking about the people that have moved out of my life. You know the kind. The ones who stop returning there calls. Or the plans to ‘do lunch’ never materialize even after a half-dozen attempts. In fact, it’s gotten to the point that there’s no point to writing email. It’ll go unanswered. Or bounced back because they’ve changed ISPs.

There’s Jim, Trish and Mo. Then Alex and Val are headed there on a fast track. Jason A got there in a heartbeat. Matt and Matt and Ed and Chuck and Jaime.