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Nyboy
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My grandfathers prized procession was a old drill he bought new. Once a year he would take apart the motor and clean it. He always talked about writing to the company to see if they knew, who had their oldest working drill. After he had a stroke and couldn't tinker with things any more, he gave me the drill. Both his son and my older brother where mechanics who worked with tools everyday, yet he wanted me it have it.