Jim and the kids brought me some daisies last weekend.
But, this is what gets me- Saturday morning I was out early at Starbucks with a friend. Everyone was asleep when I left. While I was there, Jim buzzes me a text that says, "Thanks for cleaning my shower!" (I'd cleaned the day before).
He noticed and he texted me to tell me so.
Flowers are nice.
But it's stuff like that text that rocks my world and reinforces my opinion that Jim Koch is the finest thug around.
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