|(Doe - 2nd Grade)|
This story, however has to do specifically with the drill press. My Sunday school class had plans to make mobiles. My dad volunteered to drill holes in the doweling we needed to make the mobiles. As usual I was in the shop with him and he was teaching me how to drill the holes. We marked the dots in pencil where the hole needed to be drilled and I would secure the dowels in the vice, then lower the handle down and put the hole right in. It was fun for a kid like me who loved not only being helpful but helping out in the shop.
As you can see from my 2nd grade photo above I had bangs and two ponytails just behind the rest of my hair hanging long in the back. Although you can't see it in this photo the length of my hair was almost to my little skinny waist. Dad was standing just to my left at the workbench and I was on a stool drilling holes. I got hot, so I wanted to take my sweater off. Instead of switching off the motor as my dad taught me, I accidentally turned off the machine's light switch instead. As I turned to step off the stool I flung my head around and my hair flew out, my left ponytail getting wrapped up in the still spinning machine.
|(My Bald Spot)|
|(The new fancy do)|
|(My 2nd Grade Comb Over)|