September 2007
The Eyes Have It
WHILE PREPARING FOR A GROUP GOLF OUTING AND STASHING AWAY MY POCKET MICRA LEATHERMAN, I HEARD A " OH-NO" FROM A FELLOW GOLFER. HIS EYE GLASSES HAD JUST COME APART AND HE WAS HOLDING THE LENSE IN HIS HAND. HE STILL HAD THE GLASSES ON SO I WENT OVER AND LOOKED TO SEE IF THE SCREW WAS STILL THERE. SO OUT COMES THE MICRA AND IN JUST A FEW MINUTES HE WAS BACK IN BUSINESS. I DIDN'T HAVE TIME TO PUT MY TOOL AWAY BEFORE ANOTHER CRY OF THE SAME MANNER CAME FROM ANOTHER GOLFER. ONCE AGAIN I REPAIRED THE GLASSES AND OFF TO THE TEE WE WENT.
DAVID T.
ONALASKA, WI
OK, you voyeur, you. Enough of reading other people's stories. It's time you told your own tale of gripping heroism or even just neat DIY'ism. We know there's a Shakespeare in you somewhere. Don't make us use the Steens to find it.