GregV814
Well-Known Member
Like others, we are downsizing a bit so we wont leave a mess behind for someone else to dispose of.
I came across something that made a tear in my eye drop. I'll explain:
My grandfather was a farmer/carpenter raised in the 1890's-early1900's. His father immigrated from Germany, settling in rural Roanoke Va. They farmed, did carpentry, whatever. When Texaco came to the area, he was hired on as a carpenter and they built a number of the gas stations in the mid-atlantic region.
My father joined the crew in the 1930's and learned the trade as well. Then the war broke out and my father joined the Navy. He already has a skill and servd his time. Afterwards, he started an owned his construction company until he passed on.
Anyway, I inherited several tool boxes, old tools from my grandfather and father. Big whoop, I know....
But one hammer, I cherished it. It had been polished hundreds of times with 000 steel wool, the wood shined like new. I couldn't possibly toss it or sell at some flea market for $5, my son has no desire for it. So, I guess I'll keep it....
A single tear dropped as I recall its historic value...
Yesiree, two heads, four handles, same old hammer...
I came across something that made a tear in my eye drop. I'll explain:
My grandfather was a farmer/carpenter raised in the 1890's-early1900's. His father immigrated from Germany, settling in rural Roanoke Va. They farmed, did carpentry, whatever. When Texaco came to the area, he was hired on as a carpenter and they built a number of the gas stations in the mid-atlantic region.
My father joined the crew in the 1930's and learned the trade as well. Then the war broke out and my father joined the Navy. He already has a skill and servd his time. Afterwards, he started an owned his construction company until he passed on.
Anyway, I inherited several tool boxes, old tools from my grandfather and father. Big whoop, I know....
But one hammer, I cherished it. It had been polished hundreds of times with 000 steel wool, the wood shined like new. I couldn't possibly toss it or sell at some flea market for $5, my son has no desire for it. So, I guess I'll keep it....
A single tear dropped as I recall its historic value...
Yesiree, two heads, four handles, same old hammer...
