Spent a bit of time back at ‘home’ in Cleveland with mom after she had a knee replacement. I brought back a few tools that I had in storage there, and spent time reminiscing about my dad, while picking through the garage.
So many memories embedded in his tools – from learning to use a pocket knife, to getting a stern talking to after using the drill press and band saw when he wasn’t supervising (at age 10), to welding, remodeling, plumbing, electric, and all the rest.
