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From:andrea.ring@enron.com
To:richard.ring@enron.com
Subject:Fwd: Fw: Baking Cookies
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Date:Wed, 14 Feb 2001 06:58:00 -0800 (PST)

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From: Karen D McIlvoy 02/14/2001 08:40 AM


To: ragan.bond@bhlp.com
cc: (bcc: Andrea Ring/HOU/ECT)
Subject: Fwd: Fw: Baking Cookies




Subject: Baking Cookies


<
< An elderly man lay dying in his bed. In death's agony, he suddenly
< smelled the aroma of his favorite chocolate chip cookies wafting up
< the stairs. He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself
< from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out
< of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the
< stairs, gripping the railing with both hands.
<
< With labored breath, he leaned against the doorframe, gazing into
< the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought
< himself already in heaven: there, spreads out upon newspapers on the
< kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favorite chocolate chip
< cookies.
<
< Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted
< wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? Mustering one
< great final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his
< knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste
< of the cookie was already in his mouth; seemingly bringing him back to
< life. The aged and withered hand, shakingly, made its way to a cookie at
< the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his
< wife.
<
< "Stay out of those," she said. "They're for the funeral."
<