My father could repair more things with a pocket knife, a screwdriver and a pair of pliers than most man could do with any tools at their disposal. This is a statement of fact, with no disrespect to the mechanic, the artisan, the maintenance person whose trade it is to "fix" things. But most people can't fix stuff.
No one, it seems, repairs anything anymore, a trend Dad saw coming and seriously deplored. Throwing things away gets people into deep financial trouble, in his view. He was not molded to fit into a consumer-based economy.
I have an oil whetstone no. 21 (shown above) for which my father paid fifty cents, price marked in two places on the box. In that day, fifty cents may well have been half-day's pay. This same stone, new, is available yet today and can be purchased for about fifty dollars. I think that that is 9900% increase in price.
A few days ago BBBH and I were working together on a project. I got out my pocket knife to cut a string. "That," she said, "is pathetic. Sharpen your knife." I promised I would. Dad would have been appalled. His little two-blade knife had been sharpened down to this (shown below) before he died. The smaller blade is not much wider than the thickness. Dad's knife is shown with mine for comparison.
I have a lot of sharpening to do, and little time left in which to do it.
If you doubt what I say about no one fixing anything anymore, and you are not handy yourself, just try to find someone to repair your item. After much searching across three counties, I finally found a man who will repair one of our malfunctioning machines. He has a back-alley shop, and he is 76 years old.
So yes, it is easier and cheaper to "throw away" whatever and get a new one. How ridiculous.
Oh, and Dad did have a large collection of tools. Some things did require the "right" tool.
Today is D-Day. Never Forget!
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