I’m really being bad here. I’m typing on my handheld while sitting in the back of a very big room at a meeting with about 500 other IBM folks. I need to write now because I may not have connectivity later. Sitting here really drives home what a big, big company IBM really is. It also reminds me how many smart (and nice) folks we have here. As I said last night this is the first really public thing I’ve tried to do on my own since Sam died. So far its goin ‘ok’. What rally strikes me is that everyone is shaking hands with each other… But everyone is hugging me. I am amazed at the number of folks who know about Sam and have made a point so far on this first morning to seek me out to tell me how sorry they are. This is corporate love.. I feel well cared for.
Last night was a little rough. It was the second time I’ve been alone in a hotel room since Sam’s death. The first time was when took max down to meet with his Profs at Pratt. I woke up every two hours with wild dreams. One of my dreams was about losing Sams data..like pictures and movies. I was frantic to get and back everything up while something was loosing the days. A predictable theme..but pretty upsetting. I talked with Diane this morning. She suggested I get a one of my IBM friends to camp out with me tonight. Any takers ? 🙂
Gotta run. Now. More later sam