that's me Pal!!!
I've done that quit a few times
Thanks for the memories I wished not to remember
Enjoyed the write

Peace be with you

William

When I was a teen, I took my radio apart and after that, it stopped talking to me. What nerve! So I took got a hammer and finished the job!

I was always curious about what made things work. Then I joined the Air Force and fixed jet engines. They sent me overseas and after some time I was teaching others how to make those motors chime.

Today it's all computers and I have NOT got a clue. My general rule, "If you cannot fix something in 20 minutes, find someone who can!" Amen!

I so understand and the putting them back is usually worse than the taking apart.
chuckles
budd

You reminded me of the time I obtained an exquisite old clock. It was all brass and actually quite beautiful if placed on a mantle. The clock wasn't working, so I decided to take it apart carefully piece by piece, to see if I could get it running again because it looked brand-new. I was dismantling, perhaps my fifth or sixth pieces from it, when the clock suddenly exploded into what seemed like, hundreds of pieces. I immediately gave up trying to put it back together, but I did find out what caused it not to run. Like a certain fellow in the White House, it was wound too tight!

Ron

I did that once with an outboard engine on my boat, left over great amounts of teeny, tiny screws, got it all back together. But what of the engine, you ask? Nevermore. :) -e-

Sounds like the reserve of my recent poem "Pieces". I wasn't very mechanically oriented like my brothers. If I took it apart, I wouldn't have had a clue, or cared. Ditto Jerry.

That sure does sound familiar! There is a junk drawer here with all sorts of things the "whatever" didn't really need!! Another great! Kudos!

Love ya!

Jane

Cute. This sums up my knowledge of working with tools. Got a plastic bag?

Nawww! I'd've thrown it away after the first time I took it apart . . .