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25 years ago I lived in New Jersey next to an old guy. Out in the country, just up the road from the old Edison Cement Factory (then just a few walls still standing). I would mow his yard, and then have a beer and chat. He would talk about the old days.
He used to work at the cement factory as a kid. Would measure the cement for weight by dipping a cup on a stick into the vat, do clean up chores, and bring “Tommy” his sandwiches when he was there. Also was Tommys errand boy for other things, and would mention Tommy this or Tommy that.
After a few evenings of these conversations it finally struck me. Tommy? You mean Thomas Edison!!!??? (Well who the h&*$ to you think Ive been talking about!?)
Thanks, great story!