Nothing is forever

My father Joseph Jefferson Black was born on December 12, 1900. He liked to say, “On the 12th day of the 12th month of the 12th year, I was 12 years old.”
He was an architect, and he never quite understood why I was a graphic designer. “You work a short time on pieces of paper that will be duplicated by the thousands and then thrown away.” he said. “I work a long time on one project that will last forever.”

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