Nothing to do with this thread, but it brought a tear to my eye. In his younger days my son, now a 6"3 military cop, would bring me spare electrical parts that he scavenged. They were for 'the robot' that he desperately wanted us to build. Time passed, and the robot never materialized. I threw out that box a few years ago, and with it went a lot of memories and the ambitions of a 9 year old boy.
My 8 year old is working on the same project, Bryd. I'm tempted to do a clean sweep sometimes but then think of the memories we're making, smile and leave it be.
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