My family and I live on St. John, the smallest of the U.S. Virgin Islands. Our little house sits at the tip of a rugged, secluded cove a few yards from the blue Caribbean.
I spent my days happily building my boat. One day, I broke the blade on my saber saw and had to make the trip into town to fetch a replacement. That’s when I discovered my old Volkswagen bus had a flat.
I rummaged in the back for the tire iron, an old-fashioned lug wrench with a special socket that was an exact fit for the lug nuts holding on the VW’s wheels. No sign of it.
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