Return to "Backwoods Electronics," the original incarnation of ACE Electronics. With Victor Cypert, organizing & rearranging all the electronic corpses in the old shop. Shelf upon shelf, wall upon wall. We seem to be attempting some sort of reconciliation. Dad is cleaning up his personal life, apparently. Sober now? Vic seems to know something about it-- but he also knows how sparked on cocaine my father was, at one point. Whatever. Vic always has an angle. He and I shuffle & re-shuffle several shelves worth of equipment to get to his old television, which still needs a bullet hole in the front chassis patched.
Then I'm left alone with dad, essentially hemmed in. Shelves have to be shifted so I can even step back onto the main path in the shop, piled floor-to-ceiling as it is with all this junk...
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