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My wife Tisha and my good friend Jack shared a momentous occasion last night at the Poetry Slam. It was the first time that each summonsed the nerve to stand in front of the mic and read a poem to the audience. Jack selected Mary Oliver's Wild Geese and Tisha read a passage from Homer's Odyssey. She choose that poem because on her last trip to Boston, she attended a fundraiser for an arts center that her mentor, poet Fred Marchant was participating in. Tisha wanted to bid on something to support the center, but everything was being bid upon, except a poem in a bright red frame. She was the only one to bid on the piece and won it. It turns out, it was the piece that Fred Marchant had donated for the fundraiser. It had hung in his office for the last 10 years and he was very attached to it. It was incredibly meaningful and serendipitous for her to have become the owner. If you come by for a visit, look for it in our dining room. What are you doing that stimulates your imagination?