I spent the weekend helping my grandparents with yard work at their house in Northampton, MA. They're hoping to sell their house and move to Maine to be closer to me and my parents.
My grandfather has been tinkering on stuff and building stuff since the 1950's, so he's got quite a collection of tools. He told me to look through his workshop and take anything I wanted. I felt kind of bad pawing through his stuff the way I was, but he said not to since most of the rest of it will be sold to an estate clean-out company. He's keeping some basic hand tools and yard tools, but most of the rest he no longer needs.
Once I got over my trepidation about digging through his stuff right in front of him (after all, it is better to keep this stuff in the family), I set aside some stuff to take home.
small air compressor
some air tools
three small (two or three drawer size) Craftsman tool boxes full of various sockets, wrenches, pliers, etc
set of ball peen hammers
planer/jointer
3/8" drill
brand new Craftsman router
chop saw
angle grinder
heat gun
various International parts books and manuals from when my grandfather sold heavy equipment
a couple of old mini-kegs (empty)
a box of hacksaw blades
3 air guns (I guess he really hates squirrels)
Skil saw
box of fire crackers
probably more stuff I can't think of
The whole thing was kind of bittersweet. I could tell my grandfather hated to see the stuff go, but was happy it was all going to me. I still felt bad taking the guy's tools. It's a tough thing to do to another guy, no matter what the reason. It's like taking away his independence.
My grandfather has been tinkering on stuff and building stuff since the 1950's, so he's got quite a collection of tools. He told me to look through his workshop and take anything I wanted. I felt kind of bad pawing through his stuff the way I was, but he said not to since most of the rest of it will be sold to an estate clean-out company. He's keeping some basic hand tools and yard tools, but most of the rest he no longer needs.
Once I got over my trepidation about digging through his stuff right in front of him (after all, it is better to keep this stuff in the family), I set aside some stuff to take home.
small air compressor
some air tools
three small (two or three drawer size) Craftsman tool boxes full of various sockets, wrenches, pliers, etc
set of ball peen hammers
planer/jointer
3/8" drill
brand new Craftsman router
chop saw
angle grinder
heat gun
various International parts books and manuals from when my grandfather sold heavy equipment
a couple of old mini-kegs (empty)
a box of hacksaw blades
3 air guns (I guess he really hates squirrels)
Skil saw
box of fire crackers
probably more stuff I can't think of
The whole thing was kind of bittersweet. I could tell my grandfather hated to see the stuff go, but was happy it was all going to me. I still felt bad taking the guy's tools. It's a tough thing to do to another guy, no matter what the reason. It's like taking away his independence.
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