My haul from last weekend, this is just a partial inventory of what I brought home. I only had to clean and clear a widows garage and out building area. She was a complete sweetheart, I loved hearing the stories of her husband while my son and I worked.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The above is just a fraction of what was bestowed upon me. 

How I came into this, her neighbors are lifelong family friends of ours, and long time friends of hers. She asked our friends what she should do with her late husband's tools, garage sell or give away to someone who will honor the inventory, our friends told her that they knew the perfect recipient of her generosity. Me. So this is how I came into the picture. I have a second Uhaul trip to make down to San Diego to help clear more out. 

Most of those boxes on my bench, have the same type of valuables you see in the open boxes I showed. 

Christmas in August.

Nice sets of tools.  I'm sure her husband would be happy with where his tools ended up.  I know they will be well taken care of and used well.

Too bad you can't keep most of it since your wife's new car has overtaken the shop space.

Well it was fun while it lasted.

Good things come to those who have done good things.

You certainly are deserving of being the next generation of care taker for such wonderful tools.

I'm quite curious what woodworking use he had devised for the battery terminal spreader pliers though.

 

 

It just pays to live right,good on you, John.

Herb

What a haul! 

Well looks like highway robbery w/o a gun....... Hope to see some expanded works from you now . How about a large carved statue?

Guys, thanks all for the wonderful comments, I am still not sure what happened here. It's all a little overwhelming actually. I am going to create a bio on the gent who owned these tools, his story is very interesting. And I am going to showcase the tools he owned with good images, a pictorial essay of sorts, it's the way I know to keep his legend alive.

He was in the Navy, WWII and Korea, after his service he became a shop teacher in high-school. The tools given to me reflect the work he did, and he did everything. He knew metal, he taught metal shop, he knew wood most definitely, he taught wood shop, and in addition he was an accomplished leather worker, his wife showed me his leather work, his belts are beautiful, and he made his own tool covers too.

He excelled in chip carving, and I have yet to take a tour of their home, she stated when I return she'd like me to see all the furniture he made for their home.

He also made knives, I have a box of hunting knives with handles made from differing species of wood, and deer antler as well.

 

Once the dust settles, I am going to make her something very special, using many of the hand tools from her late husband. And I will make another trip down there and give it to her.

 

@Gerald, you bet, I can't wait to expand my skills, it's funny, I never would have been interested in chip carving, till I saw his inventory of chip carving knives, now it's a must for me to learn. I can get really interested in expanding my skills, when the proper tools are presented, because I love using tools, I'll learn another craft just to get a chance to use another type of tooling.

 

Thanks again guys

And they call me a Bandit?

3 hours ago, steven newman said:

And they call me a Bandit?

Looks like you might need to add 'Lil' to Bandit. 

@John Morris Here is an idea. For the stuff that is duplicate or you do not want use it in the raffle one item at a time instead of a lot. Make a great money raser for a great cause.

3 minutes ago, Gerald said:

@John Morris Here is an idea. For the stuff that is duplicate or you do not want use it in the raffle one item at a time instead of a lot. Make a great money raser for a great cause.

Way ahead of ya Gerald!!! The one thing I had not thought of though was doing one at a time. Great suggestion.

Still uncovering hidden treasures. This un-pretentious Makita box.

 

When opened, turned into this,

 

Then just out of curiosity I looked under the first layer of foam and beautiful tools, and found this,

Almost teared up, don't know why, just did. I could only think about the man who left all this behind, yet I never met him.

Wow!

Sigh...