The beginning

I remember Grandpa Evans working for Wells Fargo when I was younger. We didn't have electronic card readers or debit cards, so you would lay your credit card on a piece of carbon paper on a small metal device, then slide the handle to imprint the card number on the carbon paper. I think he gave me one of those devices when I was around seven or eight years old. I don't know what happened to it. Mom probably threw it away. That was her early practice so she could throw away my blood donation T-shirts when I was in high school. It's a well-known fact that dryers eat socks, not T-shirts.