This is a Zippo lighter, but this is not the one my Dad used for years. His was deeply engraved. In my mind I can still see it as if it was yesterday. When I was a small boy, my Dad let me refill it for him. For a five year old this was a BIG deal. I never knew what happened to that lighter. It has been lost to the sands of time.
Fast forward to the present. I needed a lighter to use here on the farm. The disposable ones did not appeal to me. So I went out and purchased a Zippo. They are still made the same way and with the same craftsmanship as the first one. I did not think about it much, until I filled and lit it for the first time. ALL those wonderful memories came flooding back to me. So every once in awhile I will pull out my lighter open it and light it. For no other reason, but to remember...
Fast forward to the present. I needed a lighter to use here on the farm. The disposable ones did not appeal to me. So I went out and purchased a Zippo. They are still made the same way and with the same craftsmanship as the first one. I did not think about it much, until I filled and lit it for the first time. ALL those wonderful memories came flooding back to me. So every once in awhile I will pull out my lighter open it and light it. For no other reason, but to remember...
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