The dark mutterings of a former mild-mannered reporter for a large metropolitan daily newspaper, now living in obscurity in central Indiana.
Sunday, November 20, 2016
Dad's jigsaw
I bought this Black & Decker jigsaw as a birthday or Christmas present for my dad way back in 1964 or 1965.
I don't know that he ever used it and it was still in the house when we cleared it out after Mom died in 2000.
I haven't used it since then - until yesterday when we ran into a problem threading a steel braided water supply line for the new dishwasher through two offset holes in cabinet partitions. Maria asked if we had a coping saw and I suddenly remembered this saw on the bottom shelf in our tool/utility room.
It worked like a champ and saved us much time and anguish.
Thanks, Dad.
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