I have been exploring my Netflix subscription lately, and I noticed that "How It's Made" is on there. Pretty cool! I have always liked that type of stuff ever since crayons and peanut butter with Mr. Rogers, and I used to watch them all the time with my dad.
As soon as I hit the play button and heard the beginning music, I almost lost it, though. If I had closed my eyes, I could picture sitting in my family room with my dad watching the TV. The episode I watched had Native American ceremonial drums and raisins. Who knew that dried fruit could be so laden with emotion?
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