My Grandfather’s Shed
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My grandfather is a great man. When I was little, I used to play in his tool shed more often than I would play in my room. He had this huge shed filled with all sorts of fun things. He had parts and tools and random electronics from just about anything you could think of. My best friend and I would spend hours there trying to build a hovercraft out of old pool floaties and my sister’s old blow-dryer motor. Heck we even attached some old altimeters just in case we got too high and then built a weapons platform out of spare parts from an old shelving unit, just in case we were attacked my air pirates. And all the while, my grandfather would come in and give us pointers about not making it too heavy and how to attach a steering wheel. He made my childhood so much fun.