As a child and a young teenager, my father would become angry when I would take his tools and use them, often leaving them somewhere else than where he stored them or even the crime of all crimes, leaving them outside to grow rusty from the dew or the rain. My mothers father, my grandfather, was known as one of the finest carpenters in the state. Even during the depression when others were losing their homes and starving, he always had work as a cabinetmaker or carpenter making as much as a dollar a day. My mom too would be angered when I took my father’s tools and ruined them, shaming be by saying that my grandfather would “spin in his grave” if he saw how I was abusing the tools. Now as an adult I finally understand, becoming enraged when my family members take my tools and don’t return them or leave them outside to become ruined with rust. A good job can only be done with good, clean and well functioning tools, … whether it’s pliers and hammer or saw, … or a lens, lens filter and camera.
A man takes care of his tools.