More travels through packrat-ism. In about 1994 I worked with a very diverse staff of Respiratory Therapists. One of the women was a Russian, and I prevailed upon her to write my name, “Joseph” in Cyrillic. It looks pretty cool.
And now that I’ve scanned it, I’ve one less piece of paper! Yay for trimming and slimming.
Albeit one page at a time.
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