ToolLover
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Having been a Jack of all trades since my teens, I finally closed the shop, sold most of my shop tools, and gave into the wife to live in the city.
No more rebuilding wrecks, no more building trailers and repairing others.
No more tractors to tear down to put a clutch in or replace the internal brakes. No more greasy clothes to wash.
My back cannot take the heavy lifting anymore. My eyes cannot follow the weld crack that I have done so much of.
No more going into a cold shop on a winter morning to build a fire.
Recently I bought back my Oxy-Acetlene torch that I bought 50 years ago.
It sits in the garage, tucked away in the corner. It beckons me to fire it up and use it, but I have no need for it. It is just a reminder of times past.
Awwww! It looks like the second seventy years will not be as easy as the first 70.
As I sit looking out the window, the cars pass by unknowing that the old geezer that is watching them has seen so much and misses the old days with a passion.
A friend once said that good mechanics never dies, they just fade away.
Does this remind you of yourself? If not now, it will sooner or later. For sure sooner!
Geesh, I love this forum, is brings to lite things from the past and stirs so many memories.
Been there and done that, let it be known with a note here, I'm listening, maybe others too!

No more rebuilding wrecks, no more building trailers and repairing others.
No more tractors to tear down to put a clutch in or replace the internal brakes. No more greasy clothes to wash.
My back cannot take the heavy lifting anymore. My eyes cannot follow the weld crack that I have done so much of.
No more going into a cold shop on a winter morning to build a fire.
Recently I bought back my Oxy-Acetlene torch that I bought 50 years ago.
It sits in the garage, tucked away in the corner. It beckons me to fire it up and use it, but I have no need for it. It is just a reminder of times past.
Awwww! It looks like the second seventy years will not be as easy as the first 70.
As I sit looking out the window, the cars pass by unknowing that the old geezer that is watching them has seen so much and misses the old days with a passion.
A friend once said that good mechanics never dies, they just fade away.
Does this remind you of yourself? If not now, it will sooner or later. For sure sooner!
Geesh, I love this forum, is brings to lite things from the past and stirs so many memories.
Been there and done that, let it be known with a note here, I'm listening, maybe others too!


) to accommodate the car (got tired of crawling around on gravel) and hopefully a MaxJak in the not too distant future. I have had back surgery fairly big time, eyesight won't discuss, aches, creaks, groans aplenty. BUT this work and the work on our little farm keeps me young (you know, if it don't kill you it makes you stranger), maybe. What I do know is I'll NEVER GIVE UP until I absolutely have to. This stuff, working with your hands, problem solving, learning, is too good to leave behind.