Wednesday, February 09, 2005

NOB HILL--I must be too emotional. A moment like this one at 7:00 this morning makes me feel like the luckiest guy in the world. Here comes MaryAnn, happy to see me, walking into my arms. And there's Victor Pena, taking a second from his job of washing every single paper machine in front of the Flying Star, smiling at the two of us. God, I love this life.

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