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More than just a Fifth Anniversary Donut (FAD)

Dear Members and Constituents,
Today marks the first day of the sixth year the Friday Donut Club has been in existence. Happy fifth anniversary! We've come a long way. What started as a hare-brained idea embraced by a rag-tag band of 15 donut fans in 31A (the bunker) is now a vibrant company-wide tradition boasting 57 members from across the far reaches of the Interlocken campus. During this time we have been proud to have 92 donut fans come through our ranks (64 of whom are still with Level 3, although 7 have decided to stop partaking at the donut table). We are on our 10th (and largest by far) rotation which, due to the inclusion of four Friday holidays, will have spanned a 14 month period from start to finish (currently slated for October 16). That's well over a year! Besides myself, two other original members remain faithful to the donut cause (and two more remain with Level 3, however, they no longer enjoy the weekly sweet taste of donuts in their lips every Friday morning).

Five years of donuts, five original members still with the company, five dozen donuts at my desk. It seems fitting to have Ike Elliott, who had been away for five years, do his inaugural run as donut boy today. He treats us to LaMar's, which is also fitting, since it is the brand we see most here at the FDC. I invite you to celebrate this anniversary in style. And nothing says style quite like a few donut crumbs on your shirt. So come on down and help yourself to a healthy dose of sugar and cheer.
Happy Friday!

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