
During our installs, Earle’s the main man for the network of overhead cables. So he sent me off with a toolbox and bolts that gave me the impression I could single-handedly repair the I-35 Bridge in Minneapolis, if it ever collapses again. When I say I was equipped, I was EQUIPPED. (Just another growth opportunity waiting to happen, I silently fretted.) Well, I think the grad students immediately intuited my feigned aplomb and rushed to my rescue. The wires went up, the panels and castings were hung and Amy Jo deserved a standing ovation for the lighting.
So this is what I looked like doing last minute finishing on the leaves this morning. And this is what I’ll look like day after tomorrow doing last minute finishing on the leaves that morning. Like I said earlier: some things never change.