and per se and per se and per se and per se and

I grew up with ampersands. Ampersands hung, ampersands perched, ampersands mounted on walls, shelves and mantles. 

Our house had them, both sets of grandparents' homes had them and even my dad's advertising agency featured one prominently in its logo. 

So maybe it's just because they were weened in to me, but I just love them. The aesthetic is perfect, beautiful in any font. And how can you begrudge a symbol whose only job is to join thoughts, people & words. 

 My only real wedding regret is that my searches for old ampersands were somewhat fruitless. 

But if you ever come upon one, I've got bookshelves and walls waiting.

  I could go on

on

on.

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