Large vintage pens fascinate me. I'm sure someone with money owned this pen. Someone who worked hard, innovated, hawked his wares or talents day in and day out, better than his rivals. He recorded his accounts and tallied his balance sheets. He bought this pen and used it to write eloquent correspondence to people of importance. He wrote love letters to his sweetheart. He signed the mortgage for his home, and expressed his sympathy for the passing of loved ones.
And after a life well lived he completed his circle of life and passed this quality writing instrument down to the next generation.
And now some idiot is doodling this with it.