Ann’s text message was the beginning of a surreal series of events. Two months later, Aragon and I were running our little one-week summer camp for the second year. One afternoon, while I had twenty kids working on one of our crazy projects, I got a text message from Ann. Actually I got several from her in a row. They read something like: At Aspen… hundreds of people in audience Bill Gates onstage, talking about you Good day wife let you quit job
