MEMORIES OF FOUNTAIN PENS
I loved my fountain pens and used to rush to my Dad to have them repaired when it seemed like they were at their end.
He had a drawer of bits and pieces,
I watched anxiously, under his care ink would run through and my pen would be saved to write stories again.
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