Thoughts About our Friend Don Mueller Where you meet someone can make all the difference. I met Don on a bicycle, going up a hill, both our shoulders sagging under the effort. Age did not matter. Career didn't. Where you lived or what you had. None of it. It was the effort, the focus, the comradery that can only come from shared endeavor--competitive and friendly alike that leaves each of you drained. Where you go together matters...
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