Exhausted after the pressure and excitement of the past two days, I stayed in bed as my telephone began ringing during the late morning of Saturday, December 19, 1998. I was too tired to answer it, so I just let it ring, call after call.
"Who is doing this to me?" I shouted at the phone, placing a pillow over my head. "Obviously, I'm not h…
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