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Tuesday |
| I was down in the basement, folding up the table saw legs, when Arne came down and mentioned in a very under- stated way that he had just shot a 2-inch finishing nail thru the meat of his thumb. "Mind if I take a picture?" (Not the first time a friend's injury became fodder for photography.) Then came the pulling, the nail coated with alcohol and iodine. I handed him the pliers. First attempt didn't work, but slow and steady pressure the second time got it out. See for yourself. No drama. OK, back to work. |
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