And now for the rest of the story…

 

        

 

Our statue was broken during one of our many housing moves.  That’s why you only see a hand-drawn outline instead of a photo.  I kept the pieces for years hoping to put Humpty Dumpty together again, but that never happened.




 

As Valentine’s Day was approaching in 2001, I was working at CDnow.  A message was posted in the “The Blue Pill” (our company newsletter), asking folks to share their best or worst Valentine story.  So, I submitted the story about "our statue." 

The following email thread explains the rest of the story.

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From:          Yale
To:              Charlotte
Subject:       the statue

Patrice recently sent a message asking folks to share their best or worst Valentine story.  I submitted our story that centers on "the statue".  The statue I'm referring to is the same one you have in your bedroom.  I mentioned it to you the first time I visited your home.

And now I've got a favor to ask.  I want to take a picture of it.  If that's okay with you, just let me know what would be convenient for you.  I'll drive up to your place or perhaps you could bring the statue to the office and I'd return it the next day.

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From:          Charlotte
To:              Yale
Subject:       RE: the statue

Of course you can borrow the statue. BTW, your story is beautiful!
Whatever happened to your statue?

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From:          Yale
To:              Charlotte
Subject:       RE: the statue

Our statue was broken during one of our many housing moves.
I kept it for years hoping to put Humpty Dumpty together again.
However, now I'm hoping if I have a photo, I’ll be able to find a replacement.



And now for the rest of the story…


Charlotte and Frank gave me their statue.
It's on permanent loan to the Yale and Nina household.

Thank you, Patrice, for starting the wonderful set of events.
And thank you, Charlotte and Frank, for the wonderful ending.

 

 

Now, everybody dry your eyes and get back to work.

 

 



You ask, "Do you love me, anyway?"
I smile and say, "No. I love you everyway."

      - from Yale to Nina

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