Karen paid a visit to my university office and didn't find me, but left a nice note. Thanks!
This is going to be a common occurrence. I'm on sabbatical, so I'm not in my office very often — but if you just go out the main doors of the science building, turn right and walk up the sidewalk to College Avenue, and cross the street…I'll probably be there in the big white (but needs a new coat of paint) house. Go ahead and knock. I might show up at the door barefoot and in a grungy t-shirt*, but I'll probably be civil.
*There will be pants, too, probably. Usually.
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