This is a picture of me leaving an early morning garage meeting. The meeting included me and the ghosts of over ten years of my invention memories. Fortunately, my Aunt Marie put up with having her garage used as a primary storage facility.
On this particular morning I was getting ready to embark on a ten hour ride in a packed cargo van to another trade show; this time at the Philadelphia Convention Center. There’s the ride, getting to the marshalling yard for vendor verification and a pass to the loading dock, finding a spot to park, unloading everything, setting up everything, getting something to eat, and then getting to the hotel for a fall into bed. And then the hard part of nine to twelve hour show days as a pitchman. Before I started packing the cargo van I wanted to make sure I had a few retail packages of my tool (invention) for display samples at the show. Being the wonderful and loving person she’s always been, my aunt made me some breakfast when I was done packing.
Afterwards, I asked her to take a picture of inside the garage, because I told her when I got back I was finally going to clean everything out; so I wanted to preserve a before and after memory for her. She asked me if I wanted her to take a few pictures of just the product - my invention. I told her it wasn’t necessary. Just before I left I thanked her for the breakfast, and then I paused to tell her one last thing. I said if someone ever did take a picture of just the product, I would still be in it.
Tormenting passion… Inventors understand.
Ken Post
Lincoln Park, Michigan December 4, 2010 Around 5:00 am.
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