Larry sent me back a gift for the big box of pharmaceutical pens I sent him. I like his gift better. Enoch Arden by Alfred Lord Tennyson. And a neat copy - all worn and leathery. Odysseus as a fisherman turned merchant. I'll have to read it as soon as I'm done with the half dozen books I currently have queued up. I've read myself into a trap that it's going to take me a month to read out of, if I'm studious, and that doesn't include rereading PMP materials for my test.
This is the postcard that came with the book. Larry is big on postcards.
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