Free Falling Foxes Posted 14 July 2020 Posted 14 July 2020 How sentimental are you? When my dad died I inherited his carpentry kit, including his chisels. He had them wrapped up in a couple of old hand towels and I remember him unwrapping them when watching him working. The towels are now falling to pieces and despite having a leather pouch tool role, that I bought especially to hold such tools, I still put them away in those old towels - and probably always will.
Izzy Posted 14 July 2020 Posted 14 July 2020 I never considered myself to be sentimental, but after I got my new pacemaker......... I knew it would always have a place in my heart
urban.spaceman Posted 14 July 2020 Posted 14 July 2020 1 hour ago, Izzy said: I never considered myself to be sentimental, but after I got my new pacemaker......... I knew it would always have a place in my heart Oh Izzy. You've let yourself down there
UpTheLeagueFox Posted 15 July 2020 Posted 15 July 2020 3 hours ago, Free Falling Foxes said: How sentimental are you? When my dad died I inherited his carpentry kit, including his chisels. He had them wrapped up in a couple of old hand towels and I remember him unwrapping them when watching him working. The towels are now falling to pieces and despite having a leather pouch tool role, that I bought especially to hold such tools, I still put them away in those old towels - and probably always will. That's very sweet. I'm sentimental as anything and not ashamed to admit I'm a tearful sort.
jonthefox Posted 15 July 2020 Posted 15 July 2020 11 hours ago, Izzy said: I never considered myself to be sentimental, but after I got my new pacemaker......... I knew it would always have a place in my heart I'm sentimental towards my stepladder. My real ladder left when i was three.
RoboFox Posted 15 July 2020 Posted 15 July 2020 I'm terrible for it, both nostalgia and sentimentality. My parents still live in the house I grew up in. It's great going back there, I can't ever imagine it being occupied by someone else, and I still refer to it as "home". I love having those moments of olfactory memory, too. Can just be a faint indescribable smell in the air that day, but I instantly get that warm fuzzy excitement of whenever it transports me back to in my past.
Nalis Posted 15 July 2020 Posted 15 July 2020 33 minutes ago, jonthefox said: I'm sentimental towards my stepladder. My real ladder left when i was three. On the rare times you argue, do you take it too far and shout 'YOU'RE NOT MY REAL LADDER!' at it?
jonthefox Posted 15 July 2020 Posted 15 July 2020 12 minutes ago, Nalis said: On the rare times you argue, do you take it too far and shout 'YOU'RE NOT MY REAL LADDER!' at it? Not really no, but i will admit, Ladders day is quite difficult for me.
Izzy Posted 15 July 2020 Posted 15 July 2020 12 minutes ago, RoboFox said: I'm terrible for it, both nostalgia and sentimentality. My parents still live in the house I grew up in. It's great going back there, I can't ever imagine it being occupied by someone else, and I still refer to it as "home". I love having those moments of olfactory memory, too. Can just be a faint indescribable smell in the air that day, but I instantly get that warm fuzzy excitement of whenever it transports me back to in my past. I'll tell you one thing about nostalgia......it ain't what it used to be.
Guest SO1 Posted 15 July 2020 Posted 15 July 2020 14 hours ago, Free Falling Foxes said: How sentimental are you? When my dad died I inherited his carpentry kit, including his chisels. He had them wrapped up in a couple of old hand towels and I remember him unwrapping them when watching him working. The towels are now falling to pieces and despite having a leather pouch tool role, that I bought especially to hold such tools, I still put them away in those old towels - and probably always will. As a lifelong builder of fine furniture I share your sentimentality. My grandfather who was a boatbuilder by trade left his bench plane to me when he passed. I have carried that handplane in my toolbox for the better part of thirty years. Job to job, San Francisco to NYC that tool has never left my side. If you've ever seen the movie "The Red Violin" then you'll know the magic of objects. A holder of memories and dreams.
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