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My father's thumbs were powerful. He was used to handling tools, although the back of his left hand had several scars from the saw blade that had jumped out of the groove on the saw stool and onto the hand holding the plank. His grandfather did not buy a saw, but cut the teeth in the metal plate himself. As soon as he could get off the Eidsvolls train, he got a job at the hardware store at the bottom of Karl Johan, where he forged skates for Oscar Mathiesen before ending up as a gunsmith at Oscarsborg Fortress. For them, tools were simple devices. . . .

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