I taught my son how to buy his first car.
He. Is. Ecstatic.
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And then I broke down
Not mechanically, as you’d expect. Emotionally.
In my (as of this writing) 22 years of teaching, no student have I appreciated more than this one. It’s not often I shed tears, but I did – head in my hands, in my office, bawling. I miss you, man. It’s just not fair.
Mr. Nickel’s “Parting” Gift
You know you’ve made a difference in someone’s life when they give you a home-made shank!
Young Mr. Nickel stopped by to give me a knife he blacksmithed with his equipment at home. Very cool!
Making a difference in kids’ lives are why I went into this career!
Choppers!
Built by my buddy Ron.
Makes you wanna buy a welder, don’t it??
Spring is here…. or is it?
Truck got its annual green scrubbie car wash.
Summer tires are back on.
Once I hang some laundry, it’ll snow.
Barfing Your Guts Out
The Tecumseh’s last lunch was itself.
The Great Snowbank In The Sky
The family heirloom 1973 Ariens 5hp snow thrower, threw its last (in this case, the connecting rod), and went to the Great Snowbank In The Sky.
Get Gritty with a TH-Tree-Fiddy
Bearing noise deep within the bowels of the transmission. Cover me, boys, I’m going in!
Almost made it
Stuck for the first time, EVAR, in my driving history. View from my driveway.
Snow thrower was in the garage, so I wasn’t overly determined to overcome this obstacle.
First Snow
And it was an icy one!