Friday, June 20, 2014

My grandpa's drill on D-Day

I was working on the kitchen tile and my drill was burning out while I was mixing the mortar.  Dad brought his father's drill over who was involved in part of the organization of D-Day.  It was such a beautiful tool and using it while commemorating the anniversary seemed too good to pass by.  

It was a dream to use.

Hank tried his hand at the tile saw.  He was ripping through these like nobodies business.  I love his no fear attitude and how hard he works when he has a purpose.  So so cute.

He did most of the cuts for the second day of the kitchen.  So on D-day, we used my grandpa's drill, Dad was working away, and I was laying tile that my son cut.  Makes me sort of teary eyed.   

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