This photo from Parks makes the closing dinner at HustlaBall even more symbolic for me. It really was like the "Last Supper" in so many ways.Not only was it the last evening meal I had in Berlin during the HustlaBall, but it was the last contact I had with my old boss Tom who seems to have written me out of his life. I can't believe he can discount the relationship I built with him like this, but it sure seems like he did.
He sent me a text message of how upset he was that I was at another table and not including him. He just arrived as we were finishing up. He was so busy and had his own agenda and we just didn't connect, but I can only gather that he thinks it was personal.
I saw this photo and just couldn't believe it.
...and after I had just blogged about another "Last Supper" situation HERE in my own blog. I even posted in the comments about some other "Last Supper" renditions.
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