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Grandma M
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After my Husband died, I sold his Dremel at a garage sale. At that time, I didn't know what a Dremel was. I sure wish now, that I had kept it. I think he must have had one, or more, of every tool you could think of. He loved to putter in his pole barn, even after he was almost to weak to go there, he would walk out there, just sit on a stool, and remember all the good times he had out there.
My sad little tool is an electric drill, with a special bit to make holes in my plastic pots.
My sad little tool is an electric drill, with a special bit to make holes in my plastic pots.