“What’s your reward?” she asked me. I had no idea what she was talking about. “You know, your special treat for another successful year in business?” “Uh… I don’t really give myself a reward, other than waking up January 1 and starting all over again,” I replied. She shook her head. “You should have a…
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Pens, Lost and Found
All my life, I wanted a nice pen. My father had a golden Cross pen and pencil set, and I just loved it. The weight conferred a sense of importance upon anything written with it, from my fourth grade Social Studies paper to my college applications. When I graduated from high school, I asked for…