SuperDave
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I was fortunate to be paired with CaptG (Gary Nicholls) in a past 2007 Pen Exchange. He spared no effort or expense in producing two beautiful instruments. One was a modified, Closed Flame End, Majestic Fountain Pen, with a very expensive upgraded Gold Nib. The craftsmanship and styling were superb.
It arrived in a supple Black Leather Pen Pouch. To say I was blown away is a gross understatement. I spent hours admiring it and enjoying the feel of my first Fountain Pen... and one of such a high quality and value, that I would never have spent that much on myself. I took every opportunity to show EVERYONE that stopped by, my special treasure and exclaim how fortunate I was.
Last week I was going through my limited collection of writing instruments, and my heart sank. My one and only Fountain Pen, given to me as a gift, was missing. Someone had stolen it. They passed on everything else, including an expensive Digital SLR Camera. The only thing missing was Gary's Fountain Pen. This leads me to believe that it was stolen by someone that I had previously invited into my home and with whom I had shared my joy and appreciation for such a special gift. That makes it even harder to swallow than if someone had broken in and stolen everything in sight... a friend that you trust enough to invite in and share a special moment of your life, chooses to steal from you. I know that "it all burns up in th end" but betrayal still stings...
I suppose the silver lining on this cloud is that the thief validated the fact that Gary's gift was indeed of very special significance and value, as they only stole that one instrument... then again, the few pens I made that I felt were worth keeping, were left untouched... now that adds insult to injury!
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It arrived in a supple Black Leather Pen Pouch. To say I was blown away is a gross understatement. I spent hours admiring it and enjoying the feel of my first Fountain Pen... and one of such a high quality and value, that I would never have spent that much on myself. I took every opportunity to show EVERYONE that stopped by, my special treasure and exclaim how fortunate I was.
Last week I was going through my limited collection of writing instruments, and my heart sank. My one and only Fountain Pen, given to me as a gift, was missing. Someone had stolen it. They passed on everything else, including an expensive Digital SLR Camera. The only thing missing was Gary's Fountain Pen. This leads me to believe that it was stolen by someone that I had previously invited into my home and with whom I had shared my joy and appreciation for such a special gift. That makes it even harder to swallow than if someone had broken in and stolen everything in sight... a friend that you trust enough to invite in and share a special moment of your life, chooses to steal from you. I know that "it all burns up in th end" but betrayal still stings...
I suppose the silver lining on this cloud is that the thief validated the fact that Gary's gift was indeed of very special significance and value, as they only stole that one instrument... then again, the few pens I made that I felt were worth keeping, were left untouched... now that adds insult to injury!
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