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It was a nice spring day in 1950-something and I was up in my third-floor office in the house in Red Bank, New Jersey, trying to telephone my other office in New York.
I wasn't having much luck. Every time I picked up the phone my then wife, Carol, was already on it. Finally, [...:]
I wasn't having much luck. Every time I picked up the phone my then wife, Carol, was already on it. Finally, [...:]
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