At 4:30 p.m. on September 27 I was trying to repair the rip in my shooting vest, and I had to pull out my two sewing tins. What a mess in both of them. Some of the things in these tins are decades old. The little wooden barrel is from the 40's easily, and i have a picture of my dad holding those same black scissors at Camp Lowry during WWII, when he was stationed there. Yep, they're that old, and still cut really well. September 27, 2009.
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