I Fixed Up My Dad’s Old Lighter. Here’s What I Learned.

My dad’s lighter, shortly after I fixed it up in my workshop.

I called an old friend the other day. We hadn’t spoken in months. I didn’t call for any particular reason, other than that I missed talking to him. I missed the sound of his voice, even over the phone. Sure, we’re both magicians and any conversation I have with a magician is sort of work, but mostly I was calling because I felt sentimental. On the face of it, this has nothing to do with my…