As I was just about to head out the door Saturday morning, trying to think what I might be forgetting, I realized I didn't have a pen in my pocket. Then I figured maybe I should pick something a bit special since the occasion was my daughter's wedding. My burgundy Touchdown Sentinel seemed like a good choice. I freshened the ink just in case I actually needed to use it, and off the boys and I went.

Several hours later the best man (my oldest son) said to me, "I was told you brought a special pen for us to sign the marriage license with." Of course nobody had told me, but I guess it was a fortunate safe assumption. The only ones who'd ever used a real pen before were my Dad (who officiated) and my daughter. Then I was glad I'd picked the Sheaffer with the silky smooth and stiff as a nail Triumph point instead of my Rosewood Wahl with the flexy nib! It was exactly the right pen to put in someone's hand for a very special signature when they just learned five minutes ago how to use the thing.

Of course you know I'm never parting with that pen now!

Tim

Thanks for the well-wishes, everyone!

I do suspect Becky will want this pen one of these days... which really is the only way anyone is getting this away from me. My Dad offered to "hang on" to it for me. I suppose he figured it was only fair, since I've been hanging on to his Snorkel for the last 30 years. My opinion differs. I had to be fairly insistent to get it back from him once he'd used it.

I hope I find another one before my little girl decides she wants it!

Tim

Looks like fun!