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Issues Index | Next => John Hancock was born at Braintree, Massachusetts on this day in 1737. I am sure would be taken back to learn that his name is known to millions, but very few remember that he did more than be the first to sign the Declaration of Independence. As a Boston merchant, he was angered by the Stamp Act of 1765. Two years later, one of his ships was seized and he was tried as a smuggler. Ever since I first saw his signature I've been unable to sign my name to fit in those little boxes on forms. A bold signature is a worthy thing to be remembered for.
A signature always reveals a man's character - and sometimes even his name. That waxen seal, that signature. The childless experts on child raising also bring tears of laughter to my eyes when they say, "I love children because they're so honest." There is not an agent in the CIA or the KGB who knows how to conceal the theft of food, how to fake being asleep, or how to forge a parent's signature like a child. The hand that signed the treaty bred a fever, I remember a very important lesson that my father gave me when I was twelve or thirteen. He said, "You know, today I welded a perfect seam and I signed my name to it." And I said, "But, Daddy, no one's going to see it!" And he said, "Yeah, but I know it's there." So when I was working in kitchens, I did good work.
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