The mighty pen

By Lynette Sowell

 

After last week’s column, I told someone this week’s column would be about something warm ‘n fuzzy, like puppies or kittens. Well, it’s pens.

 

Back when I was in elementary school, it was a monumental event when you entered fifth grade. Say bye-bye to pencils, kids. A package of ink pens was added to our school supplies list. Prior to that grade, it was made clear by the teachers that it was pencils-only. I loved the clear plastic Bic pens and filled many a notebook with ink from that pen.

 

Fast forward to today and the pen is still one of my best tools. Considering the fact I usually have at least one car seat in the back and my car serves as a mobile office (translate: catch-all after events), I shouldn’t have been surprised when I found at least half a dozen pens the other day, none of which were purchased by me.

 

 

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