Business

Long ago, I started a business. Forty years later, I closed my business and declared myself retired. My work had required travel. My first foray was to a courthouse in Maryland to testify about my work … what I had done … and why I had done it. It was nerve-racking but ended well. My bill was paid in full. As I left the courthouse, I chanced to see a Sheaffer fountain pen in a stationer’s window … a gold nibbed beauty for seven dollars. I still have that old Sheaffer pen. I keep it handy for writing … and for the memories.