
I may have been about 10 or 12 years old when I wrote my first check. My dad would call me into the kitchen. I would walk across our hard linoleum floor, pull out the stool from underneath the peninsula-shaped kitchen island, and plop down next to my dad as he laid onto the countertop the checkbook, a pen, and the monthly bills. "Write this check for me, baby," he would say. He would then direct me, telling me what to write on each line. At that age, writing checks seemed like such a … [Read more...]