It was decided that we would combine our offices and move in together in October 1976. I went into this merger apprehensive. I had a good relationship with my boss Tim, but didn’t feel comfortable with George and John. We moved into an older building and had the upper two floors above a law office (my uncle was a lawyer at the firm). There were three offices, two large (one with a private bathroom) and one smaller office. The reception area was set apart from offices and was quite private also. George got the small office, Tim got the bigger office with the view and John got the office with the private closet and bathroom.
Right from the beginning I knew that John would be the leader in the group. Every Monday morning John would meet with me to go over the weekly plan. He rarely smiled at me and was very abrupt when dealing with me. It was hard for me to get a read on him. When nervous I talk so I must have talked his ear off. His partners were content to let John run things while they did their work. Tim was the social partner. He knew every lawyer, every banker and worked the crowds. Most of his time was spent doing promotional work, he would land the client and George or John would service them. George was a workhorse when it came to the client files. He worked fast and could produce several files a week but tended to make sloppy errors. His goal was to be home with his beautiful wife and he didn’t want to be at work a moment longer than necessary.
Four over 4 years we worked together, often more than the standard 40 hours a week. During tax season we would work 70 or so hours a week just to get the work out. None of us really minded though since we felt that we were a team. As we got busier we hired additional staff. Over the years together I became the office manager with John as the managing partner. We expanded and opened an office in Toronto. While staff came and went the four of us were as close as the four musketeers!