Two old guys are pushing their carts around Wal*Mart when they collide: The first old guy says to the second guy. “Sorry about that. I’m looking for my wife and I guess I wasn’t paying

The second old guy nods sympathetically and replies, “No problem at all. I’m here to pick up some groceries for my grandkids.”

As they continue their conversation, they realize they have a lot in common. Both are retired veterans, both have grandchildren they adore, and both have a love for woodworking. They exchange stories about their time in the service, sharing tales of bravery and camaraderie.

Suddenly, the first old guy’s face lights up as he remembers something. “You know,” he says, “I used to make wooden toys for my grandkids. They loved them.”

The second old guy’s eyes widen with interest. “Really? I’ve been thinking about taking up woodworking as a hobby. Do you have any tips for a beginner like me?”