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By John McManus | Builder
February 21 clocks-in typically as a dead-of-winter day in New York City. Never the conforming type, Manhattan dawned that day as an unseasonably mild Monday morning, smelling sweetly of Spring. By 7 a.m., Sheryl Palmer occupied an away-from-the-hubbub table set for breakfast at a midtown hotel restaurant. A bustle of clattering pots, cups, saucers, dishes of fresh fruit, and an aroma blend of bacon, cinnamon, and toasted bread signaled beginning of the week power breakfasts on steroids—what a quaint notion!
Anything can happen. In home building, like life, it does.
Taylor Morrison’s chairman and chief executive officer had flown in late, late the night before, from two time zones west, so 7 a.m. was like 4 a.m. Palmer’s antidote for three hour’s sleep, a nice cup of tea with some giddyap. If she felt tired or even a tad on edge about a board of directors meeting she’d host a couple of hours later that morning, glimmers of fatigue or angst were nowhere apparent.