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  • Flowers are red

    I have a 45-revolutions-per-minute vinyl record of “Flowers are Red” by Harry Chapin that hangs in a frame above my desk. In an office otherwise filled with mementos that span many of my previous assignments, it is the most significant thing. During childhood, my father would often play and sing this song to me and my sisters. My father couldn’t carry a tune, so that part is best not talked about too much, but it was the message contained in the lyrics that has stayed with me and guided me always.