Mines not vintage or granddaddy-ish. No heirloom history.
Just mine. A hammer. I bought it the week I started my career. We did a bridge next to a hardware store, and I needed gloves. Guy gave me a deep discount. I bought 3 of them. Gave two of them to new coworkers I befriended on day one. Dumb money, but these two guys noticed right away I wasn’t local, and took me around San Francisco showing me hole in the wall Chinese food places. They never teased me when I butchered my parent language. Corrected me.
We are still lifelong friends. We all still have our hammers. I used mine at work for years until the third time I had to get it back from a carpenter that really didn’t want to relinquish it back to me. I needed it to hammer in survey markers on bridges. Now? It’s discontinued so I don’t get it out. A handyman tried to steal it.
