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Use this space for notes and reminders to yourself.
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A great place to keep your fantastic ideas, like, "Hey! I need to write more sentences about crickets and English gentlemen with unruly beards."
One day, I’m going to get up in the morning, go to the bank, withdraw $5,000 in cash, climb into my little red car and hit the road.
Just when I start hoping I’ll die of old age some day, a letter arrives to remind me that the cause will be banking complications.
When the bank statements couldn’t be found, I felt my eyes turn into marbles and heard them as they fell and bounced across my desk, but of course, there was no way I could see this happen, although I sure would have liked to.
Paul Volcker, the now retired Federal Reserve Board Chairman, once gave me a two dollar tip for delivering breakfast to his hotel room; if I remember correctly, he searched for quite some time for the slot in my head, thinking I was some sort of bank.
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