April 12, 2004 I felt like Ralphie. I couldn’t think of a single thing. My mind was as blank as a mid-winter Iowa cloud-covered sky. Ralphie, hero of the classic film, A Christmas Story, in a final act of desperation to ensure hisdream
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“Hold on, I’ve got to take this call” “Ok, no problem,” I said. I was sitting in my friend’s office in Chicago. I’ll call him Tony. His large and expansive office suite was strangely quiet. The multiple offices and numerous cubicles, replete with plush