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When his wife, Celeste, began to
recuperate following the surgical
replacement of her bone-on-bone
left knee, David Fischer, age 68,
a lackadaisical housekeeper in
Fjord, Wisconsin, installed, over
the rear glides of her plain-Jane walker,
a pair of tennis balls that had lost
their bounce but not their fur.
Fischer and spouse soon began to
notice that the tennis balls not only
prevented scuffs on the hickory
hardwood floors of their home,
but also accumulated an unending
supply of lint and hair, seemingly
more efficiently than vacuum, broom,
or mop. Fischer was delighted.
“Darlin’,” he said, “don’t stop!”
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