So, some years later I was doing a building, a little house on the beach for Norton Simon, and his secretary, who was kind of a hell on wheels type lady, called me and said, "Mr. Simon's sitting at his desk and the water's coming in on his head."
حالا چند سال بعدش من مشغول ساختن یک بنا بودم، یک خانه کوچک در کنار دریا برای نورتون سیمون و منشی‌اش، که فرد بسیار سختی بود به من زنگ زد و گفت: "آقای سیمون پشت میزش نشسته‌اند و آب داره روی سرش می‌ریزد. "