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After graduation from college, I moved back to Chicago to work in my father's hardware business. While I was in school, he opened four stores north and south of Chicago in the suburbs.

My job was to be like a regional manager; overseeing the four stores who had experienced managers. In addition, I would call on wholesalers to make sure our stores' shelves were always full.

I found an apartment in Chicago a few miles from our original store. No, I didn't want to live at home.

One of the first wholesalers I called on was Pratt's Plumbing Supply. I was supposed to meet with the owner Marty Pratt.

I walked into the warehouse where I asked a woman where I might find Marty. "I'm Marty, actually Martha. My dad wanted a boy so I was always called Marty."

"I'm Greg Phillips from Phillips Hardware."

"Come on in, your dad said I should expect you." Marty was about fifty years old and as I walked behind her, I couldn't help but notice that she was a little wide in the beam. If you know what I mean. I think her ass looked bigger because she was short.

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