Last night Wife and I were havin' dinner, and she was looking at my hands and said something like "You're hands are a mess, where'd you get all those scars?"
Funny thing is that we've been together about 17 years and this was right out of the blue. Well, I put down my fork and outstretched both hands and gave 'em a turn, kinda like I was modeling gloves, but without the gloves. And I started on one hand and explained where and how I got that scar, and why a certain finger was a little shaved at the end, and on the next hand looked at the stitch scar from a little touchey do with a sawblade, and so forth to a reshaping of another fingertip (I should make a trophy case for that router bit).
And as long as I got started, I went on about some gashes in my arms, and oh yeah, the scrape on the top of my head from a nail in a board while remodeling an old kitchen.
I knew if I continued our dinner would get cold, so I just said that they may be scars to someone else, but each one I wear like badge. Each one brings back memories to what and how they happened. They're a constant reminder for me to be careful.
Some time ago one of my buddies asked me the same thing and wanted to know if they were war wounds from Vietnam. I told them no they weren't. Some war wounds don't show at all, are much more painful, and never heal.
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Funny thing is that we've been together about 17 years and this was right out of the blue. Well, I put down my fork and outstretched both hands and gave 'em a turn, kinda like I was modeling gloves, but without the gloves. And I started on one hand and explained where and how I got that scar, and why a certain finger was a little shaved at the end, and on the next hand looked at the stitch scar from a little touchey do with a sawblade, and so forth to a reshaping of another fingertip (I should make a trophy case for that router bit).
And as long as I got started, I went on about some gashes in my arms, and oh yeah, the scrape on the top of my head from a nail in a board while remodeling an old kitchen.
I knew if I continued our dinner would get cold, so I just said that they may be scars to someone else, but each one I wear like badge. Each one brings back memories to what and how they happened. They're a constant reminder for me to be careful.
Some time ago one of my buddies asked me the same thing and wanted to know if they were war wounds from Vietnam. I told them no they weren't. Some war wounds don't show at all, are much more painful, and never heal.
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At one time he had something like 20+ stitches in one hand, longest was around 5. I tease him about being a slow learner. Brotherly love at it's finest!!
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