Dad gave me all his old tools

[pritch]

Well, it depends on who you ask. Ma wanted them out of his hands before he takes anything else apart that he can't remember how to put back together again. He's got the CRS so bad now we're all pretty worried about him. It's so sad when they get like that.

So I went down to Needles, California and brought a trailer full of stuff home.


Here it all is in a pile on my garage floor:


Some old and not so old toolboxes:




All filled with everything imaginable. Some of it is quite old, stuff I remember from when I was a kid in the 60's. More to follow.