I've always had a passion for paper and pens. I can go down the office supply aisle and enjoy just looking at all the pens. Add an "i," and it's just like me going down the underwear aisle.
My first memory of my attachment to paper and pens is when I was four years old. I found a leather case in the basement that must have reminded me of something I saw a spy carry on TV. I convinced my best friend, Mike Sherman, to help me spy on my sister Kathie and his sister Rita. I put paper and a pen in the leather case, and we snuck around to follow them. I pulled out the paper and pen to write down something about what they were doing. Then I realized that I was four years old and didn't know how to write.