America's North Shore Journal

A group of Army mechanics are meeting in the front of an open maintenance bay when a young enlisted Soldier walks in, looking for a cordless drill. A sergeant points him to the back wall where the tool kits are staged. A few minutes later, the young Soldier comes halfway back to the front, holding the fairly new drill out with his right hand, palm up, as if to ask what’s wrong with it. “You’ve gotta play with it,” says one mechanic. Gripping the handle around the battery case with one hand, the Soldier beats the bottom of the handle with his other hand. “Like it owes you money,” jokes another mechanic as the Soldier bangs the drill harder. The intent is to knock free the dust that might have settled inside, blocking … Read entire article »