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Pete’s Note to Andy Richter:
Dear Andy,
There is no way you’re going to remember this, but I’ve actually met you before. It was about a year ago in an elevator at the Roxbury medical building and it was right after I had taken my son to see his pediatrician. It’s funny, right when you were getting on the elevator, I remember telling my son that we had to go to the drug store to pick up his prescription for blarithromycin. You chimed in and said, “Ear infection, huh?”
My son was silent during that elevator ride. I don’t think he recognized you since he spends most of his time watching animated movies. But, after you and I talked for a bit and made it down to the parking garage he finally mustered up the courage to say “bye.”
Sometimes I wonder why that elevator ride didn’t happen after Joe and I had decided to take this trip. It would have at least made for better conversation. In my mind, I would have slipped you a business card, you would be overjoyed, and then I would call Joe and tell him the trip was off. We had done it. My wife would be so proud.
So Andy, on the off chance you’re reading this, the time has come for me to ask for help from everyone I’ve ever met. It’s the part of our trip where we have to pull out all the trick cards and you’re the only ace in the hole.
All the best,
Pete