When we'd moved all of our stuff from the old shop, and our contractor stood there trying to stick a piece of rebar between units, and told us that the units don't connect. (They do, he was just sawing in the wrong spot. Thanks for that heart attack, Nick.)
When Caleb totalled myParker Lucky Curve nib. There were tears, and they were all mine as Caleb gleefully ran off to destroy something else. The pen is now back with patron saint of pens, Jeffry.
