In 1986 or so I asked for a Dremel for Christmas. This old thing helped me build model railroads, model planes and any number of projects over the years as an adult. I was a free range kid before there was a name for it. It shaped who I am. My parents bought power tools for their 10 year old and I still have all of my original fingers. Anyway it finally died. I feel kinda sad about it. So I bought another one. Here’s to another 32 years of making crap with Dremel tools.