Jerry and I had scheduled a meeting prior to the company closing for New Year’s Day, and I found him waiting outside my office when I arrived.
“Jerry, I am terribly sorry to be so la—”
“Tom! Good to see you,” he interrupted. “Don’t be silly about being late. I just got here 15 minutes ago myself.”
“It took me longer than anticipated to get the snow shovelled this morning. I must be moving slower in my old age!”
“A shovel? We need to get you a snow blower!”
I smiled at his suggestion, recalling I had similar thoughts just a few hours earlier.
Jerry and his wife, Barbara, were trying to buy their first ...