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A Gift

Lest you think that I abused my brother-in-law and nephew by putting them to work last weekend, I assure you they offered.  I accommodated by making a list.  And I am grateful.

I had invited my nephew to come to look at Mike's tools.  Mike restored antique motorcycles.  He took on any plumbing or electrical repairs around the house.  He had all the right tools.
 And a lot of them.  having the right too for the job...his mantra.

I keep a hammer in my own little toolbox in case I want to hang a picture.  I have a set of screwdrivers, a level, and a tape measure.  My brother-in-law pulled out some more stuff he thought I should keep around the house.  Then they loaded up these two bad boy tool boxes.  

My nephew is an apprentice pipe fitter.  He also does his own auto mechanics. He will use all this stuff and he will have his Uncle Mike working alongside him as he does.

It is always sad for me to see bits of our life together go out the door, but this time my heart was full and all tears were happy ones.

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  1. Sadness and happiness - I have more than once experienced both simultaneously. You gave a wonderful gift, Olga - I think Mike is smiling in approval.

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  2. This is a very touching post. N what those tools have found a great new home and will be treasured.

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  3. Mike had some very nice tools, and some dandy tool cabinets. You gave your nephew a wonderful heirloom that will be useful to him for a long time.

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  4. By gifting another with Mike's tools, you show what a warm, generous person you are! Bless you!

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  5. That's great. A win win situation.

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  6. I am sure Mike will be looking over his shoulder -- what a wonderful thing to do. Trying to accumulate all those tools would be very expensive and I bet your nephew appreciated the gift. You did a very nice thing.

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  7. Bittersweet indeed. I am sure Mike would be happy to see these tools being used once again.

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  8. I always feel good when things can be passed along. You sure can't take it with you! A lot of my dad's tools were old and rusty. I kept quite a few, though and use them!

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  9. You know Mike would approve. Tools should be used. Trust me you made their day by letting them help you. My brother is like that and is upset if I don't have a list ready when he comes to visit.

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  10. How wonderful to know the tools will be used and appreciated. I'm certain, as other's have said, his uncle Mike will be watching with approval.

    I sure wish I had a brother or other relative who would be willing to tackle the list of projects. Unfortunately for me, my younger brother is too busy with his in-laws to help! Oh well, maybe someday. :)

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