It's quite tragic. When I asked my mr. how long my fan had been around, he said, "Oh, twenty years or so."
Which is an exaggeration.
He does that.
He exaggerates to the positive or bigger almost always.
I say about 15 years. Our association started while we lived in Washington.
But that's all beside the point, because my fan died.
So I went out and got a new one. It's not as stand up as the old one. It's quite boxy, but it gets the job done.
Poor fan. Rest in peace (or pieces-depending on where you end up).
PS- thanks for stopping by. Your visit makes me a big fan of yours. And I promise I'm not blowing hot air. :)
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