I’m mourning the end of an era today – Paul’s last day of class at Columbia Business School. The MBA years sure have treated us well: 2,900 mile drive across the country, 525 sq. ft. apartment in Manhattan, 7 full days of orientation flare, 100s of recruiting events, 10 weeks in banking, 4 black tie galas, 3 Follies performances, 2 must-attend Happy Hours each week, 60 academic credits completed, 1 job signed in Private Equity, and countless dinners, drinks and brunches with the best of friends. It’s been good.
And now, the next chapter begins. I’m excited to see what lays in store for us, as we move to a brownstone on 80th and Columbus and send Paul off to Zürich for 6 months. Much, much more to come.