The Tale of the Time Machine

Earlier this week I talked about my late grandfather’s painting job business. I could still recall the days when he was still actively doing it. There was a time when my cousins and I were playing with his airbrush tools. He would be very angry and tell us not to play with it several times. Our favorite was his electric air compressor. It was so big, that we sometimes jokingly assume that it was a time machine that would lead us back to the past or bring us to the future.
Anyway, that time machine…errr…air compressor was sold by my uncle. My grandfather didn’t know about this. He was so devastated and so are we. He lost a great help to his business and we lost a big toy!

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