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Jean Baker

| Posted on: January 12th, 2008 | Categories: Personal | No Comments »
Other related posts and pages: |Dreams of our futures | Going back home | Jere Brophy, note from the Dean | Photos from SITE08 | Darwin Day & A new Gallup Poll |


Jean Baker
Colleague & Friend

In Memoriam
So runs my dream, but what am I?
An infant crying in the night
An infant crying for the light
And with no language but a cry.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson


| Posted on: January 12th, 2008
Other related posts and pages: |Dreams of our futures | Going back home | Jere Brophy, note from the Dean | Photos from SITE08 | Darwin Day & A new Gallup Poll |


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