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(2010) It was a Wednesday. Mario was supposed to arrive at Dulles Airport a little after 8pm. Which was perfect. I would stay busy by putting in a full day’s work, have just enough time to get home, eat, make … Continue reading
(2010) At first I thought I might still be dreaming. In a month’s time, not a single day had passed where I hadn’t heard from Mario. Some days I heard more than once. And yesterday we had had that great … Continue reading
(2010) In his letter, Mario peppered me with questions. Curious about my live in DC, my family, my work, answering every inquiry took a lengthy letter in return. And so it began. Every morning when I woke up, I would … Continue reading
(2010) The day at work was total chaos. The welcome backs, good-natured ribbing over my extended vacation and bestowal of presents (i.e. some fabulous European chocolate) were quickly put aside as I plunged into a non-stop schedule of updates, meetings, … Continue reading
(2010) I slept the sleep of the dead that night. Or at least that of a jet-lagged, sleep deprived international traveler. I stumbled out of bed the next morning, eager to get to work and see my co-workers – friends … Continue reading