It was nearly twenty years ago now that Linda found me from an advertisement I placed in the Minneapolis Star Tribune newspaper seeking an assistant in my tax accounting practice. "Someone with an inquisitive mind, multiple language ability, and an interest in accounting and taxation" was what it said. We worked in downtown Minneapolis together for nearly five years during which time, with Linda's help, I was able to complete graduate school and law school and Linda, with my help, was able to complete the training and testing to become a CPA. We worked hard and we enjoyed and learned from each other. She brought to my life such a rich understanding of the classics from her college years. While I taught her pieces of the tax code and bits of international taxation, she taught me the difference between morals and ethics. It is a lesson I've reflected on a thousand times. She taught me of the love poem fragments of Sappho and the slurs of Catullus, and I hold them both dearly, thanks to Linda. Another gem I retain is from Palgrave's Golden Treasury of Songs and Lyrics. This fine poetic compilation begins with a fragment from the ancients. Usually overlooked because it is written there in its original Greek, Linda translated it for me as no one else in my life ever could, and while I must have it written down exactly somewhere, I transcribe that brief fragment of poetry here from memory, and in memory of Linda's delightful soul, with apologies to the reader for any weakness in my recollection:
On the meadow,
Sitting down, she gathered
One after another
Grasping the spoils of blossoms
With a delighted soul
Linda has been a great inspiration in my life, and a great colleague and friend.