Nick Pannell
Big Shoes To Fill
I remember waking up early in the morning to hearing my dad busily
working in his basement, out of curiousity I always joined him. This is not an essay
about my father, but because of him, the interesting things in my life have been
decided. I would sit on a barstool, allowing me to see almost everything that was
going on. His bench was full, the projects were neverending, I was intrigued. He
would repair technological devices for people, or for himself, I just sat…
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