ONE FINE DAY IN THE PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE STATEWIDE Edition
What would compel my wife to forsake her breakfast, throw on warm clothes, leap into the car, hurry down the street and rush into the office of Squadron Line Elementary School without even combing her hair? I went to the office, sat down in the waiting area and pulled out the book I had brought, com...
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| Published in | The Hartford courant |
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| Format | Newspaper Article |
| Language | English |
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Hartford, Conn
Tribune Publishing Company, LLC
11.02.2001
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| Online Access | Get full text |
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| Summary: | What would compel my wife to forsake her breakfast, throw on warm clothes, leap into the car, hurry down the street and rush into the office of Squadron Line Elementary School without even combing her hair? I went to the office, sat down in the waiting area and pulled out the book I had brought, comfortable in the knowledge that I had 30 minutes of uninterrupted reading ahead of me. One of the janitors walked by and cocked his head quizzically. "Got a meeting," I explained. He left. We walked out into the parking lot. There were two cars there, hers and mine. I walked over to my car, stood there and looked back at my wife, smiling back at me, and I laughed and laughed. |
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| ISSN: | 1047-4153 |