a dusty table-saw sat in the garage…router…drill-press…red dented Craftsman on casters…he’d had ’em for years…
money’s low pop…gettin’ low…
what’dya mean low…
rent’s due…time…
huh…
what’dya think…
don’t know…
after all the bills get paid…what’dya got…
don’t know…
not much…
not much…
nope…not much…
so…
choices pop… choices…
huh…
look…gotta stop…this…
what…
this…time’s up pop…we’re all on the clock dad…’bout ta’ ring…
never set it…
right…need ta’ sell the shop…
sell the shop…
yes…money’s not there…then ya’ gotta move…somethin’ cheaper…take care ah’ ya’….
huh…care of me…
yes…
see…
do ya’…
knew it was comin’….
what’s that…this…
yea…day my own family’d desert me…saw’t comin’ ‘long time ‘go…your mother warned me ’bout this…
did she now…
yep…
way you see it…
look…that shop stays…got it…saavy…
your choice…
when nothin’ means nothin’ you got nothin’…
haven’t built anything in years…
when nothin’ means nothin’ you got nothin’…
Pepsi…where ya’ goin’…
garage…
uhuh…
wanna’ be out there awhile…’lone…
see…
when nothin’ means nothin’ ya’ got nothin’…
alright…dad…
when nothin’ means…
dmseay 