Thanks dad!!!

[67L36Driver]

I have all my dad's tools. One of them is this IR electric impact wrench. I was eight or ten when mom and dad discussed buying it during supper one evening. It probably cost a weeks take home pay back then, mid '50s.

Dad worked at an Oldsmobile agency and figured it would cut 'flat rate time' for most jobs.

Every time I use it and the others I always say 'thanks dad'.

 

[merc_man]

Always cool to use the old mans stuff. Just gives ya a good feeling.
I was out shooting his 243 rifle today

 

[Nitehawk55]

I hope my son's and grand sons find some of my things useful that I will pass along someday .

Cool old impact gun , mid 50's would put it close to my age .
You can't buy stuff made like that anymore

 

[USMC615]

Great thread. Makes me proud every time I use my ol' mans tools as well. I'm the youngest of 11 children, things got pretty spread out btwn us all. Thankful of what I got, and some great tools. My ol' man was a fighter pilot in WWII , retired Colonel, and afterwards an IBM Engineer back in the late 40's and retired in the early 80's. Helluva ride for my ol' man...he and my momma had a bunch of mouths to feed.

Great that you have a tool/tools of his. Take care of the tools, they'll take care of you.

 

[Simondo]

I have most of my Granddads tools as he had a Car shop back in the 50-60s. Blackhawk socket wrenches from the US in 1/4" right up to 1" drive along with micrometers and dial gauges. I shudder to think what it would all cost to get tools of that quality level new ..now. !

 

[backhoelover]

dude that is freaking awesome. i get caught up in thought sometimes when i pick up one my dads tools to use it. good memories !!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[backhoelover]

Great thread. Makes me proud every time I use my ol' mans tools as well. I'm the youngest of 11 children, things got pretty spread out btwn us all. Thankful of what I got, and some great tools. My ol' man was a fighter pilot in WWII , retired Colonel, and afterwards an IBM Engineer back in the late 40's and retired in the early 80's. Helluva ride for my ol' man...he and my momma had a bunch of mouths to feed.

Great that you have a tool/tools of his. Take care of the tools, they'll take care of you.

dang your dad was the tool master . 11 brothers and sister heck that a small army lol

 

[USMC615]

Ba

dang your dad was the tool master . 11 brothers and sister heck that a small army lol

He was...and we ain't Catholic, lol. Back in those days you could afford damn near a bakers dozen...try it now and let me know how it goes.

 

[bigbadbob]

I have all my dad's tools. One of them is this IR electric impact wrench. I was eight or ten when mom and dad discussed buying it during supper one evening. It probably cost a weeks take home pay back then, mid '50s.

Dad worked at an Oldsmobile agency and figured it would cut 'flat rate time' for most jobs.

Every time I use it and the others I always say 'thanks dad'.

Used those at work, very well built and take a beating!!!
Used as a Tel lineman, so drilling and bolting all day long.
BBB

 

[jacob j.]

Very cool Carl- that impact looks like it has dome some serious work.

A few years ago I rebuilt a 220V bridge beam drill for a contractor that had inherited it from his old man (along with the company). He said "I don't care what it costs, I just want to be able to use it again."

 

[Hinerman]

Seeing how many of you refer to your Dad as "Old Man" I have an "Old Man" story to tell. You have to know my Dad to understand but here it goes.

My Dad was a plumber, pipe fitter, iron worker, race car driver, beer drinker, and one bad ass in the late 50's, 60's, and 70's. He fought a lot and his hands were huge, like bricks. My parents were divorced when I was less than one so I wasn't around my dad very much as a kid but more in high school. Anyhow, one day when I was in high school ('84-'85) me and a friend were at my Dad's car lot, where I worked detailing cars. My friend was telling a story about his Dad. My friend kept saying "Me and my old man"..."my old man this" and "my old man that",,,,on and on. As soon as my friend walked out the door, my dad gets up and grabs me by the shirt and pulls me towards him with his left hand. He makes a fist out of his right hand and puts it on my face and says, "See this fist son, I can black both your eyes, break your nose, and knock your teeth out with one punch boy. If you ever call me "Old Man" like your friend just did his Dad, that is what I will do. It is rude and disrespectful. You understand me?" I nearly *s-word myself. Prior to this day, it never crossed my mind to call him "old man". Needless to say, it never has.

Anyway, I think it is disrespectful to call your Dad "old man". Not because it is, but because my dad says so...lol. If I hear somebody call there dad "old man". I think "Oh God, where is my dad, I hope he isn't hearing this"...lol

 

[Landmark]

I would love to use my dads old stuff but he never puts it up and looses tools all the time. However i did borrow his truck today. Thanks dad....

 

[Ryan Browne]

It's incredible how cheap tools are now compared to back then (and even further back). I know most of it is junk compared to stuff of these vintage, but even high quality stuff is much cheaper compared to a day's wages than it used to be.


I use an Austrian scythe to mow a small plot of cover crop every year. It's a very nice tool, and very well made. For the blade and the handle I probably paid $180. There's a story on one of the scythe supplier's webpages about a young farmer in the 1700s needing a new scythe blade. The price the blacksmith told him was 27 cords of sugar maple cut split and stacked. Now maybe that was a much better blade than what's available now, but holy smokes that's a big price tag!

 

[67L36Driver]

+1 on the 'old man' there Tom!

It never occurred to me to refer to him as 'my old man'.

Somewhere around my mid teens I shifted from being my dad's PITB to his right hand man.

Mother complained on weekends that she ate meals alone as dad and I gobbled our meal and shot out the door to continue whatever project we had going. Mostly fixing cars dad snagged off the 'dog line' at the dealership where he worked. Sold them out of the front yard. I was the 'salesman' during the week.

 

[Hinerman]

+1 on the 'old man' there Tom!

It never occurred to me to refer to him as 'my old man'.

Somewhere around my mid teens I shifted from being my dad's PITB to his right hand man.

Mother complained on weekends that she ate meals alone as dad and I gobbled our meal and shot out the door to continue whatever project we had going. Mostly fixing cars dad snagged off the 'dog line' at the dealership where he worked. Sold them out of the front yard. I was the 'salesman' during the week.

Didn't mean to poop on your thread. I cringe every time I hear somebody say "my old man". My Dad put the fear in me that day. We had a lot of good times at the old car lot. My Dad and I are very tight now, have been for a long time.

 

[Workshop]

Mostly what I have from my Dad are memories. He was the "Father Figure" when I was growing up. He was a good person and everyone he knew thought a lot of him. We didn't really talk a lot. When I was about 12 I lost my brain. Didn't find it again until I was about 21. Once I found it, him and I had some good conversations about everything under the Sun. He was 56 when he passed, I was 23, married, with an 8 month old daughter. I'd really like to sit down with him again and talk some more.

 

[merc_man]

Mostly what I have from my Dad are memories. He was the "Father Figure" when I was growing up. He was a good person and everyone he knew thought a lot of him. We didn't really talk a lot. When I was about 12 I lost my brain. Didn't find it again until I was about 21. Once I found it, him and I had some good conversations about everything under the Sun. He was 56 when he passed, I was 23, married, with an 8 month old daughter. I'd really like to sit down with him again and talk some more.

thats the problem ya never know when the good lord call apon us. My dad was 56 as well when he passed. Not a day goes by when i dont think of him. I truly did loose my best friend that day.

 

[Marshy]

Time is short, shorter than it appears. That's the trouble with time, it's deceptive.

This last Saturday I spent the entire day dropping trees with my Dad's saw. Everything seemed to go well for me, chain stayed sharp, wind was in my favor and the weather was top notch. Best thing I got from my Dad was a strong work ethic and a diverse set of skills ranging from carpentry to chainsaws to engine repair. I look forward to passing on those traits to my kids one day. Of course I received lots of his hand tools also so it's nice to use those.

 

[Landmark]

thats the problem ya never know when the good lord call apon us. My dad was 56 as well when he passed. Not a day goes by when i dont think of him. I truly did loose my best friend that day.

I still have my dad but think often of how i cannot imagine hime being gone. He is 65 now

 

[zeebee413]

I inherited an old electric plumber's snake from my great uncle that has since passed. Every time it's necessary to go turd herding.... I yell out "call the lumberjacks boys, we got us a log jam"! I think of ole unk and what a work ethic he had... and the best garden and plumb trees in the land..