tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3232964598879818194.post4748060785480673385..comments2023-12-10T23:55:56.990-08:00Comments on impressions of an expat: home improvementsMarco Northhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14743362297094244898noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3232964598879818194.post-44710769728663754962014-07-28T19:40:47.769-07:002014-07-28T19:40:47.769-07:00I remember the opera, the circus ring, the plexigl...I remember the opera, the circus ring, the plexiglass, the Dior showroom and all the rest. I'm glad I'm not alone in that. I bought Anabel a tool belt, pink, but otherwise identical to mine, a legacy from the earliest days in Cooperstown, and still functional and cherished both. Now we do projects together. Buy E a tool belt. - JJoshua Alemanyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03697629197831439271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3232964598879818194.post-44635259605108153952014-06-23T21:39:18.487-07:002014-06-23T21:39:18.487-07:00What a heck of a good story here! I know about le...What a heck of a good story here! I know about leaving tools behind. Like you I left favorite ones in a place that has since been vacated. Who got my mat cutter, I wonder? Who got my mother's spade?<br /><br />There are a lot of folks who love your scooter girl's dad. :)old swimmerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15697371606064410167noreply@blogger.com