on that pegboard today, right where they belong. And every time I flip on the workshop lights, I think about the note he left me.
Don’t let it go quiet.
I didn’t. I just made sure it wasn’t Marcus who got to decide what stayed silent.
My Brother-in-Law Used My Late Father’s Workshop for His Business Launch — Then Sold Every Tool Dad Ever Owned. So I Gave Him a “Grand Opening” Gift He’ll Never Forget
