Papa and I are traveling salesmen. We sell signs, neon signs, the ones that light up a shop, a street, a whole town. Someday I'm going to sell a million signs. Imagine a time when salesmen still traveled from door to door . . . a time when one of those fancy new neon signs really made a difference at a restaurant or a shop. Then picture a little girl and her dad-traveling salesmen-packing up their convertible with the latest in neon signs, ready to...