Dad had a Ted Williams shotgun. I don't know who made it.

When I was about 4 in the early 50's, Dad bought a Craftsman carpenters level when he added on to our house. 40 years later, he gave it to me. I was using it to build a fence and nothing came out right. I discovered that one of the vials wasn't level any more. I took it to Sears to see if they could get a new vial for it. They couldn't but they gave me a new level. The department manager apologized because the replacement wasn't as good as my original but it was the best they carried.


β€œIn a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act.”
― George Orwell

It's not over when you lose. It's over when you quit.