
I carried the same hammer for over 20 years until I lost it one day. I searched for that hammer everywhere I could think of. It was a 20 ounce Plumb rip hammer that I had grown very fond of. Funny how when you get used to using the same hammer for that long, you just can't get accustomed to the "feel" of a new hammer. I tried to find another hammer just like that one but they of course had come our with the new and "better" design. I picked up hammer after hammer, looking for just the right fit, but never could find one just like it. I ended up buying 4 different hammers, none of which I really liked all that much. I had given up all hope of ever finding my old friend, until one day while doing some raking in the brush of the back yard, I raked up my old hammer! It was rusty, and didn't look the greatest but the feel of that hammer in my hand was awesome. I took it in and wire brushed it for more than an hour, until the sheen came back to my old friend. I still carry that hammer, and still have 4 brand new ones waiting for the day when I might let her retire. I really doubt that ever happens.
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