These little gals have been with me since 1979 when I was the supervisor of a collections department for a national bank. (Yeah, I was a big bad bill collector boss-man.) One of my employees sold these little pewter figurines on the side for extra cash, … and at the time being a young man myself I thought they would be pretty cool to display on my desk. It was a less “politically correct” time, with ashtrays on every desk and less social worry about offending the fairer sex. The little gals long since have lived in boxes and desk drawers and at times were even misplaced for years as I moved hither and yon around the states. Look, … they’re together again, a little less shiny for all the travel and wear, … but still kind of fun to have decorating my desk. I guess I’m hopeless. Most guys are. It’s a guy thing you know.