Morning, Carrie Lou.

Thanks, Carrie Lou.

Goodbye, Bob. I know you will, Carrie Lou.

There's a young woman named Carrie Rethlefsen in Minnesota.

How's Cousin Carrie Lou doing? Right pert, Florie. Come on, Curly!

Carrying on like Carrie Nation, preaching stuff that's none of your business.

Tell Cousin Carrie Lou I'll be dropping in around New Year's... maybe with a new husband.

And then Carrie reads all the books in the original Greek and Latin, goes to all the lectures.

And Carrie says, Boy, I feel like I didn't really draw out the main point on the Hegelian dialectic.

To borrow a phrase from Carrie Fisher, which is in my bio there I'll just toss it out again These days even instant gratification takes too long.

And I took it with my roommate, Carrie, who was then a brilliant literary student and went on to be a brilliant literary scholar and my brother smart guy, but a water polo playing pre med, who was a sophomore.

So here we were, a nuclear physicist, an internist, soon joined by Carrie Hruska, a biomedical engineer, and two radiologists, and we were trying to take on the entrenched world of mammography with a machine that was held together by duct tape.