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Home Dreams It’s not my job to dream your dreams. It’s my job to make your dreams become a reality.

It’s not my job to dream your dreams. It’s my job to make your dreams become a reality.

Polly, August 2, 2013

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Here’s what I see all across this great city – people working together to make Boston a better place to live and to raise children, to grow and pursue dreams.

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This may sound strange but I had dreams as a kid of doing exactly what I ended up doing in my life.

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People ask how can a Jewish kid from the Bronx do preppy clothes? Does it have to do with class and money? It has to do with dreams.

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What’s interesting is, for myself, when I become really attracted to somebody, I find them in my dreams… conversations, nothing more.

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The supreme quality for leadership is unquestionably integrity. Without it, no real success is possible, no matter whether it is on a section gang, a football field, in an army, or in an office.

The supreme quality for leadership is unquestionably integrity. Without it, no real success is possible, no matter whether it is on a section gang, a football field, in an army, or in an office.

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.

Lonesome. Lonesome. I know what it means. Here all by my lonesome, dreaming empty dreams. Weary. Weary at the close of day, wondering if tomorrow brings me joy or sorrow.

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