Fond memories
Talking about fountain pens inspired me to dig into my desk drawer and find the Parker fountain pen I used when I wrote to and courted my wife well over fifty years ago. We lived in different cities and maintained contact through the mail--until we were married and no longer needed the written word to share our words.
Truth be told, when I do, on occasion, have to write to her these days, it's a lot easier and more legible for me to type it up and print it out.
But than again, the world has changed so radically in so many ways----who needs to write---you're only a cell phone call, an SMS or a Whats-App away. Today, when we lose sight of each other in the super market, it's a quick call that relocates our positions and gets us back together.
Be careful! Finding my old 1990’s Waterman in a drawer is what sucked me into my collection. I’d left the pen in the desk without cleaning it, and the nib had been eaten. My quest for a new nib led to multiple purchases of new and vintage fountain pens.
