So, as reported on the Home Page, together with the Schubert Club, we hosted the reception at the Memorial held by our friend Jorja Flizanis for her late husband, Michael, at the Ted Mann Concert Hall this past Sunday. Because no one can guestimate the attendance for such an event, I was told to plan for 600. Six hundred for an hour reception at 8:30 on a Sunday night. In the best case scenario, I planned 5 pieces of food for 600 people...that's 3,000 pieces of food to be passed in one hour. Troops! Bring in the troops. So I recruited, friends and their mothers, friends and daughters. No social stone left unturned. You see the result on the home page. I have never been more touched by the response and professional yet personal touch this "staff" provided...AND they were serving the musical glitterati of the Twin Cities. Among "my staff" were a Financier, a Doctor, a General Contractor, a Masseuse, an Econ Professor, a Homemaker, an Engineer, a Landlord, a retired Social Worker and many more whose professions have not been disclosed to me. To be sure, it was a diverse group. I am still receiving kudos for them from the guests that they served. But one more surprise awaited me. Today, as I was going through the pile of their aprons, I made an interesting discovery. Among the usual and expected crumpled, wadded, bound and accordion folded aprons, I found one folded in, what I must say was the most thoughtful and efficient way that I could imagine. Not that I am one to extol and promote belabored efforts, this folding was on task and efficient, but one, that as a manager of 18 years or more, I would never undertake to teach, let alone expect. Let's see if I can even explain it: after each tie was tucked into its side pocket (these were three-pocketed half aprons) the apron was folded inward, protecting the "front". Then the sides were pulled forward folding the apron into fourths and the mid-sections of the secured ties were pulled over the top. In this way the entire "packet" was secured, wrinkle free without loose ends to snag and undo the neatly folded. Whether the result of a past server's career, or the happy result of and Engineers exposure to the service industry, I am at pains to know. Who folded this apron so thoughtfully and considerately, I'll never know, and that is why I am writing: because whenever one encounters a thoughtful solution to an everyday task...it's appropriate to make note and give credit to someone "one up."