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When my MIL retired, the old woodshed came down to make room for a swimming pool. My FIL approached me to see if I wanted the wooded tool box stored in the shed. It had belonged to my MIL's grandfather who had been a ship's carpenter in the late 1800s.
He didn't have to ask me twice.
Initially, I cleaned up some of the old wooden planes and made display cases for them and presented them to my MIL and her sister. Many of the pieces rest in the tool box which is in my garage. Some of them are in use from time to time. When I get around to it, I will turn new handles for the draw knife which has his name stamped in it (and still had a decent edge on it when I cleaned it up). Many of the tools had his name stamped on them.
I don't know what will happen to the tools when I am gone, but for now, each time I handle them, I feel I am honoring a craftsman who made wooden pumps for the farmers in the village where he settled when he came home from the sea.

Best
Les