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February 15th, 1982
I wake up this morning thinking of thinking of Ann, the woman I worked with at J. Walker Thompson. Tall and thin— she moved with a graceful, catlike poise. Under intense deadline pressure at work, she seemed to grow quieter, calmer— almost peaceful. I always admired her enormous dignity under fire. It was a professional reaction which I observed among all the people at Thompson. There was no hair-pulling, hand-wring, frothing at the mouth hyper reaction to deadlines. As pressures mounted, the staff seemed to become steelier, steadier— It is a professionalism which I admire and aspire to. I will approach this day with cat-like grace.