vacuums

My dad is definitely a handy type. Growing up, I remember him working away on whatever needed working on – fixing this, figuring out that. In his spare time, he enjoyed wood carving – as you can imagine, he produced a fair amount of wood shavings, sawdust and various spillages. So, when it was time to clean up, he’d reach for his Shop-Vac – which 80% of the time could be found in my room.

It was not in my possession because I was a particularly messy child or the type who liked cleaning. You see, I was a geek early on and in my eyes, the Shop-Vac made for an excellent partner in my re-enactment of Star Wars scenes. That vacuum was the best little Astro Droid any kid could wish for.
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