I would not have known what I did ten years ago if he hadn't put pictures and muffins in the break room today. Ten years ago I organized my coworkers into painting the house of another coworker. He had started the project and was too ill to finish. So we finished painting the rambler in New Brighton (or New Brigh-tan because there are a lot of tan houses in New Brighton) for him. Honestly the chore was more fun that work because we had more than a dozen people helping out on two consecutive Saturdays and plenty of supplies. Gather fun people, crank up the tunes, serve a little pizza and bada bing -bada boom, a house is completely painted and we all feel good about helping. At the time we were worried because pancreatic cancer takes 95% of those unlucky enough to get it. Like he said at the time, "95% is just a number." Five % is also a number and it turned out to be a lucky number for him.
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