Originally Posted by TiHabanero

Working in my shop this morning slotting chain stays for drop outs as I listen to Peter, Paul and Mary, and Puff the Magic Dragon comes on and I started to listen to the words and one line got to me, put down my tools and wept. The line about the little boy for whom the magic of Puff is no longer there reminded me of my son, who is grown and living the life. He used to hang out with me in the shop and felt so important when I had him "help" me build things. Those magical days of his childhood are long gone.

I thank God for the time we spent together working on projects in his youth. Should he have grandkids, you know where they will spend time with me...making magic in the shop, of course!