Ode to Dean Zimmerman

One day, back before the blogosphere, I was sitting in the attic working at my computer with one eye on the lovely scenery outside the window. This was in South Minneapolis near the Whittier School, with tree-lined streets and interesting things always happening somewhere not far away. And as usual, I had my cell phone nearby, and I had memorized the number for nine-one-one....

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