Adios RadioShack and thanks for all the batteries

I grew up in a small town. While I would be lying if I labeled myself a childhood nerd, I will say that as the child of a jet mechanic, I was always ripping things apart while simultaneously building other things. On more than one occasion I blew the fuse on my house and I was also shocked too many times to count. While my dad’s constant flow of random weird parts from the air force base kept me busy, there was always something else I needed. Maybe a fuse, or a battery compartment, or LED and of course, I…



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