One Corner of my Dad's shop.
These poor clocks will never be lovingly touched by my dad again. What will happen to them now? I miss my dad more than I ever thought I would when he was here among us. It almost seems like now that Dad is gone he is closer than ever. I am envious of my siblings who live near his clocks and things. The smell of the basement workshop would be a nice dad fix for me right now.
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