tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8277067200507366709.post8745653150367478694..comments2023-05-25T06:47:43.839-04:00Comments on Music and Memory: Master Blueprints # 13: “Now, Each Of Us Has His Own Special Gift. And You Know This Was Meant To Be True”Petehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02839656868192732415noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8277067200507366709.post-71471243883502237862018-04-17T22:02:54.022-04:002018-04-17T22:02:54.022-04:00Thanks, Fred, for this energizing feedback. I too...Thanks, Fred, for this energizing feedback. I too remember the Clipper Lane assemblies... and loving it. Maybe I do have a little market savvy in me after all. Let's open a business.Petehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02839656868192732415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8277067200507366709.post-91308047814972496652018-04-17T13:14:12.283-04:002018-04-17T13:14:12.283-04:00Wow. I've held off on this read for no reaso...Wow. I've held off on this read for no reason other than I wanted to give it proper time and attention. But its your Anniversary and I cant wait any longer, so a quick reply over lunch break is all I will muster up for this moment. <br />I remember that tractor well, and taking care of it was more important to me than playing with it. Weird, now that I consider it, and your writing has stirred that up. I was a tinkerer, and believe that skill/knack/desire continues to manifest itself in ways. By the way, it was assembling a multi-piece mechanical vehicle (cement mixer, I think) at Gerry's house on Clipper Lane that was my tinkering-intro. <br />But I'm still trying to figure it out for sure, and often pray that I am using my god-given talents to his fullest desire. <br />Your God-given talents are on full display here......Fred 3rdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04631784444983695256noreply@blogger.com