{"id":6948,"date":"2019-03-30T16:34:56","date_gmt":"2019-03-30T21:34:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/OM\/?p=6948"},"modified":"2019-03-30T16:41:50","modified_gmt":"2019-03-30T21:41:50","slug":"i-have-arrived","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/w0ep.us\/OM\/?p=6948","title":{"rendered":"I have arrived!"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>[Wednesday: 3 mile hill route in Columbus; Today: St. Paul&#8217;s Church &#8211; 5 miles]<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>As I&#8217;ve gotten older I&#8217;ve been impressed with the fact that family members live in the same house and experience generally the same events but see things so differently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I have three siblings, an older brother and sister and a younger brother.  All of them are good people and have been very good to me over the  years.  It may help that we don&#8217;t live within shouting distance of each other, I don&#8217;t know.  <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Part of the problem with getting to know your siblings is that you experience them the most when your life is very fluid, and your own inexperience doesn&#8217;t give you much in the way of tools to figure them out.  So they kind of come and go and you wrestle for your parent&#8217;s attention and all of that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><br><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Growing up my younger brother got interested in trains.  And not just model trains but real trains.  We spent a lot of vacations going to railroad museums and seeing train things.  Later on he became the engineer on a steam train at a tourist railroad, at least a couple of different places.  So he got greasy and did mechanic type stuff.  (I don&#8217;t think I ever saw that translated toward automobiles, strangely enough.  But much of this happened when we were spinning out of orbit into our own adult lives.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>And, younger brothers can be bothersome at times.  I can think of a few, not many, but a few instances of aggravation that I lay at his feet.  But generally he is an interesting, funny and generous person.  So I don&#8217;t have much to complain about.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>But!  The very best thing about my brother and his interest in trains was that it led him to buy a drill press.  And not just a puny bench-top drill press either, the tall stand-up kind.  I don&#8217;t know what ever happened to that drill press, but I have felt, until today, like it was a hole in my life when I moved away from home and no longer had access to his drill press.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Yesterday I spotted on the facebook market a person over in Alabama who was selling off an estate and there was a drill press. I shot them an offer, and they agreed. So I drove over to Birmingham this morning and picked up the drill press.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It isn&#8217;t the floor-standing model, but nearly as big. I was hoping it was a better brand, but turns out it is a Harbor Freight or similar quality. Really it is good enough for anything I might do and many times better than using a hand drill. It had quite a bit of surface rust so I worked it over with the wire wheel in my hand drill and knocked that down. I cleaned the things that needed cleaning and oiled up the things that needed oiling. I plugged it in, and it ran fine. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I need to clear off a place on the workbench where I can put it.  [Hmm, says I,  the work bench was his old work bench.  Hey Brother, I have your old blue work bench if you ever need it.]<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>She also threw in a rusty and moldy old Husqvarna Rancher chain saw for free, so not only did I get my long wanted drill press but I got a bonus project.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It has been a good day!<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><br><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[Wednesday: 3 mile hill route in Columbus; Today: St. Paul&#8217;s Church &#8211; 5 miles] As I&#8217;ve gotten older I&#8217;ve been impressed with the fact that family members live in the same house and experience generally the same events but see things so differently. 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