The Pepper Grinder in Talk Story

Aloha...

The year was 1956... I was twelve years of age... and had a newspaper route...

The paper is still in existence today... The Independent Journal... and I had 105 homes that I delivered to... sometimes on my bicycle... sometimes on horse back (really)...

Well anyway... there was a contest... not sure what it was... maybe something to do with new subscriptions...

Oh yeah... about the pepper grinder...

I won the contest... and this was the prize... now one of my oldest possessions... and of no value what so ever... other than to me...

So... you might be asking... why are you writing about this... okay... fair question...

Last night I dropped it... and it went into a dozen pieces... as well as pepper corns going all over the floor... and into every corner of the kitchen...

Now the ability to fix things is not one of my spiritual gifts... but because the pepper grinder is such "an old friend"... I decided to try and put it back together again (sorta like Humpty Dumpty)...

I put the pieces in what I thought was the order they should go back together... got a couple of tools out of the garage... and went to work...

Voila...! An hour later it was back together... and (sort of) just like new...

Well that is... for a friend of 57 years...

Aloha oe...