When I was 7 my dad thought I was old enough to take my first crack at welding. I used a stick welder and made an ugly 3 legged table out of scrap steel. I thought it was the coolest thing in the world.
Today at 7 years old, my boy Blue stepped into the family tradition. He's a natural. After the first tack he was excited and he kept grabbing steel scraps out of the floor and zapping them on to make his first steel sculpture.
Papa Mac would be so proud.
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