It was Saturday, April 6 when we woke up in Rome, and my kind bride had scheduled the most fitting activity I could possibly engage in at that moment in that place: gladiator training followed by a trip to the Coliseum. Why? Because Monday, April 6, 2009 was the first day I started working for myself. I’ve tried to do something to honor my soloversary every April 6, but 10 years seemed special and worthy of something even more special, and given that I have a Penley painting…