Memory is often all we have.
I say this, because today I commented on a Facebook post in an electronics forum that I frequent. In my comment I briefly shared a memory about one of my first jobs out of Trade School and the crazy equipment that I worked on. Only afterwards, in a fit of sudden nostalgia, I tried looking up the equipment and the place I work…
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