My memories of John go back to GNA where we both worked as mechanic helpers. John already had quite a bit of experience and I had none. In another exhibition of my lack of experience I was grinding a tool on a bench grinder with the wheel guard too far from the wheel.
Long story short..............After grinding the end of my finger off I went next door for help and found John. I told him I needed to go to the Hospital because I broke my finger. Not realizing I was serious he said, "get outta here" (or words to that effect) so I opened my other hand that was holding it. HAhahahaha I almost felt sorry for him! The pain hadn't hit me yet but I almost made John sick!
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