A Voice From the Past

July 1, 2003, San Jose, California: I was at my desk in San Anselmo, but right then in San Jose, hundreds of my 800-numbers were being fitted into a seven-foot cabinet inside the switching room of a long distance company.

It had been a very techno day; and to my shock I had just heard from my very techno friend Harvey, who died several years before.

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