Truman,
That was indeed a moving and heartfelt post. We didn't get to know each other very in San Francisco, but I certainly remember you from the night of the dance after the rodeo. I was the one who kept asking Chuck, "Now what was his name again?" And Chuck kept saying, "Truman. Remember the president." And then half an hour later I'd think, "Monroe? Roosevelt? No..."
But I know your name now, and hopefully will see you again someday. And let's all be thankful for everything that has turned out well this year.
And Meryl, Happy Turkey Day to you, too. I'll be seeing you again in NYC, I'm sure.