I did not know it at the time, but this proved to be the first in a series of stories on Serendipity about Harold, a well organized man. For my other Serendipity short stories, look at the bottom of this page.
Everyone who knew Harold would agree; he was an orderly man. Everything about his well-ordered existence was, well, “orderly.” That would perhaps be the only word to describe it. He firmly believed in the adage, “A place for everything and everything in its place.” That did not just include things, but it also included time. Harold ran on a strict schedule and parceled out his time for maximum efficiency. He was dependable, likable and predictable.
Harold had been chief mechanical engineer at a plant that made small motors for big applications.
This work demanded designing a wide variety of parts for the many specialized applications. Harold was up to every task. He drew his special parts the old-fashioned way at his drafting table.
He kept copies of all his special drawings in a filing cabinet, organized by type of part. His methodical brain could recall all the special requests to…
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