ABSTRACT
Years ago, I had some complications at work, which made my housing situation precarious. I was couch surfing for a while. I had gotten to know Noam and the staff at MIT pretty well in the few years living and working in Boston, and had the chance to drive him to talks a few times. When Noam’s assistant Bev heard about my housing situation, she brought it up with Noam at the office and sort of gave him a nudge.
