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<title>climbing ladders </title>
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Do you know the story of how John Lennon <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yoko_Ono#Life_with_John_Lennon">met</a> Yoko Ono?
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He went to a friend's art gallery and saw an empty room with a tall ladder going up to the ceiling.
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He climbed to the top of the ladder, and there was just a magnifying glass which, if held up to the ceiling, revealed a little tiny word “yes”.
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He loved it, and asked about the artist. It was Yoko, and that's how they met.
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In the early 1990s I met this girl, and hit it off right away.
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When I mentioned that I would love to find someone like Yoko, and really admired her work, her eyes went big and she said, “Wow! Really? I love Yoko! I've never met anyone else who does!”
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It was definitely an endearing bonding moment between us.
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We dated for a while, but lost touch. (My fault.)
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This year on Facebook, she added me as a friend.
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I emailed, saying, “Wow! Long time! How are you?” We catch up. She's happily married and doing well.
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She asks how I'm doing. How's life? I filled her in, then added at the end, “P.S. Still looking for my Yoko.”
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Her reply was priceless:
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“If history serves, you don't look for a Yoko. A Yoko simply appears when you least expect her. Just keep climbing ladders.”
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<img src="http://sivers.org/images/ladder.jpg" width="500" height="324" alt="http://www.flickr.com/photos/mnemonic/20530112/" />
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