Remembering to Remember
How many absent-minded professors does it take to change a light bulb? I thought of this variation on an old joke when my husband — who is, indeed, an absent-minded professor — told me a story about his adventure with a rented car. He was out of town attending an off-site meeting, to which he had driven two other faculty members. All three live in Manhattan and none of them own a car, so my husband had rented a Zipcar…
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