Time flies like an arrow…

I was cleaning out my files last week and ran across this.  It is a kitchen timer I made for my mom a long time ago…I am guessing early 80s.  The thing that made me laugh was not the diode logic but that I labeled it “Timer for Mother.”  Why did I say “Mother” instead of “Mom?”  I call her “Mom” now and it feels like I have all ways called her that.  She is 97 and still mentally sharp.  She does not cook any longer so does not need the timer…I still have it though.

Kitchen Timer

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