After making our pitch, I had to ask the PR director for the money needed to return to the airport. It became our standing joke on every subsequent trip. Pam was a white-knuckle flyer while I fell asleep as soon as the engines went on; I would wake up from my Pavlovian snooze to see her intently consuming the NY Times or first class fiction, really relaxing only when the wheels hit the tarmac again.
Going into her office, the work piled high on her desk, family photos (my favorite was her two young kids in Morris the Cat t-shirts down to their knees), the Roy Lichtenstein poster of a woman hugging a man with a tear coming from her eye, was to appreciate the dimension of this superstar, who brought all aspects of her life experience to bear in counseling clients and her peers.
I close with a quote from Shakespeare’s Henry VI, a tribute to Sir John Talbot, hero of the wars against the French:Welcome, brave captain and victorious lord! When I was young, as yet I am not old, I do remember how my father said a stouter champion never handled sword.After making our pitch, I had to ask the PR director for the money needed to return to the airport. It became our standing joke on every subsequent trip. Pam was a white-knuckle flyer while I fell asleep as soon as the engines went on; I would wake up from my Pavlovian snooze to see her intently consuming the NY Times or first class fiction, really relaxing only when the wheels hit the tarmac again.
Going into her office, the work piled high on her desk, family photos (my favorite was her two young kids in Morris the Cat t-shirts down to their knees), the Roy Lichtenstein poster of a woman hugging a man with a tear coming from her eye, was to appreciate the dimension of this superstar, who brought all aspects of her life experience to bear in counseling clients and her peers.
I close with a quote from Shakespeare’s Henry VI, a tribute to Sir John Talbot, hero of the wars against the French:Welcome, brave captain and victorious lord! When I was young, as yet I am not old, I do remember how my father said a stouter champion never handled sword.

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