Repairman memory

When I was a kid, I would sometimes stay with my mamaw while mom ran errands. I remember she had a small white house and a record player in one corner. One of the things we would do is play repairman. Telephone repair, TV repair, whatever. I guess part of that stuck because in my retail life, I’m known for fixing problems. I still ended up being Mr Fixit.

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