Private Lugnutz
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I picked up this set of single offset fixed socket wrenches at a flea market yesterday morning, with hex openings ranging from 7/16" to 1-1/8".
I knew they weren't made by Mossberg, Hinsdale, Walden-Worcetser, or Blackhawk, because none of those are hand-forged with a bent octagonal shank. I knew they weren't Braunsdorf-Mueller, because they used bent pressed steel pipes. The only thing I could make out on the spot with a little rubbing was a set of initials ("WPG") and what looked possibly like a single digit number. I bought them almost entirely to satisfy my curiosity about their origins.
Funny, there was another guy hanging around the vendors table who made a sarcastic remark about their condition and age, and the price, which was 5 bucks, and what a deal. As I walked away, the vendor, who was one of those guys with a little too much excess pride, said, "He may get his money back in scrap."
I pulled them out of the de-rusting bath this morning, found a name, and did some quick research and ended up spending the rest of the morning in phone calls and emails with the director and the site manager of a National Historical Landmark. As it turns out, they're kind of unique with a very interesting history, one which I never would've imagined.
I will be back with more photos and the rest of the story as soon as I can finish cleaning up the tools and gathering the contextual information.
I knew they weren't made by Mossberg, Hinsdale, Walden-Worcetser, or Blackhawk, because none of those are hand-forged with a bent octagonal shank. I knew they weren't Braunsdorf-Mueller, because they used bent pressed steel pipes. The only thing I could make out on the spot with a little rubbing was a set of initials ("WPG") and what looked possibly like a single digit number. I bought them almost entirely to satisfy my curiosity about their origins.
Funny, there was another guy hanging around the vendors table who made a sarcastic remark about their condition and age, and the price, which was 5 bucks, and what a deal. As I walked away, the vendor, who was one of those guys with a little too much excess pride, said, "He may get his money back in scrap."
I pulled them out of the de-rusting bath this morning, found a name, and did some quick research and ended up spending the rest of the morning in phone calls and emails with the director and the site manager of a National Historical Landmark. As it turns out, they're kind of unique with a very interesting history, one which I never would've imagined.
I will be back with more photos and the rest of the story as soon as I can finish cleaning up the tools and gathering the contextual information.
