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Personal Narrative: My Trip To Woodcliff Lake

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Hi Penny, The class is still going on. I was asked by Sergio and John to cut the class back to only the US VPs. The short answer that was given to me was to cut travel cost and expenses. Sergio asked me to make plans to go to Mexico and Canada to work with Howard and Roberto and share the lessons learned during the April meeting. I also told Sergio about the idea about going to Woodcliff Lake to present to you and Jill the WoW presentation, and he agreed to that idea.

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