A marionette I made years and years ago, but the strings had deteriorated, so I had to do some repairs.

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My uncle used to joke that when I visit him when he moves into a nursing home, and he's sitting in a wheelchair hunched forward staring down, please, for the love of God, make sure the socks he's wearing match.

griff wrote:

It took me a second to figure out the Uncle reference. I'm not looking forward to the daily insults of aging, I'd better wrap my head around it.

[it] is not for sissies...