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Finding the “watch boy”
The story gets even more intense. In order to not have to pay VAT, I was told that I would have to meet “the Boy” at the airport at our departure gate. When I got to the airport, it was setup like the current day TSA. No one without a ticket was allowed past security or in the gate area.........I couldn’t find “the Boy”. I left the gate and went back through arrivals. I was greeted by the largest Italians with German Shepard’s and AK-47’s when I was trying to race back up to the Check in area. The nice Italian police officer asked me if was arriving to go skiing, I nodded and he let me through. I found “the Boy”, he was about 60 years old and 5ft tall wearing a suit. Thankfully, I recognized him from the corner of my eye when I was in the store. He had been cleaning the windows in the store when I was making the purchase. With a smile he handed me the watch box, I hugged him and ran back to the gate. It had never occurred to me that “the Boy” would be a 60 year old distinguished gentleman in a suit!! I saved the newspaper of that departure day, sorry the purchase must have been on the 27th, because that newspaper is from the next morning.
Old Friend
This watch - no matter which - represents a special collection to your dad.
Great story. I know that particular kind of excitement very well.
Great story
Wonderful watch and story, and they both make each other more so.
Finding the “watch boy”