Pluggers by Rick McKee for June 07, 2024

And when you have a hammer, every problem looks like a nail!

I have all my Dad’s tools, his first and only shotgun, his 22 rifle purchased from money earned by trapping, the photos my Grandma took on the farm. But more than that I have memories!

It because you is worthy of lifting hammer.

It’s also because it still works and it’s cheaper than buying a new hammer.

I have most of my Dad’s plumbing wrenches. Maybe a century old. I have his contractor’s badge when he built government barracks in the ’40s.

I have and use my father’s tools. Modern ones are no better for what they do. And I didn’t have to buy them.

I do have other new tools I bought where appropriate.

I consider part of my late father’s spirit resides in his well-used old tools.

If it ain’t broke don’t fix it !

pluggers honor their elders and ancestors, something lacking in many in the newer generations

I use my Dad’s saw, my Grandfather’s hatchet, and my Great-Grandfather’s shotgun.

Proudly done. Also use my mother’s mixing bowls.

Some of my tools were my grandfather’s back in the Great Depression.

Since I lived the farthest away of all my brother, I got very few things of my dad’s. They had taken most of it before I came back for the funeral. I did get his Japanese bayonet given to him by an Australian POW that he met when is air group flew medical supplies in for the camp on Formosa at the end of the war. The guy happened to be put on my dad’s aircraft carrier.

Aw, I still miss my dad so much…

I feel the same way about my mom’s gardening tools.

One of dad’s lessons: always have the right tool and use it the right way.

I use my father’s & granfather’s tools. But avoid wooden handled hammers. One time I missed the nail, the nail head broke the handle, and the hammer head bounced off my ear.

I still have my father’s hammer and a few other small tools.

I had my grandfather’s wooden-handled screwdriver, but I gave it to My grandson as a wedding gift.

My grandfather’s hammers are my favorite. Kiped from the Navy and Beth Steel.

I have two of dad’s tools: a Craftsman phillips screwdriver, which is the best screwdriver I have and only break it out when the others fail, and his folding razor, that he used on those “special nights”

All my mechanic tools were stolen, many were gifts from Dad. Insurance replaced them with better ones, but it’s not the same.

I still have the tool chest my grandfather (an immigrant from czarist Russia and contractor) made for me in the early 1950s. A few of the tools too.

I have a grand collection of my GGF’s cooper’s tools.

Plugger doesn’t mind playing whack-a-mole.

Aww, that’s sweet! I would too, my dad was a Master Carpenter!

I have half a dozen hammers, but I almost always reach for Dad’s first. Great weight and balance, besides feeling closer to him.

Reading this strip, I’ve secretly been worried that I might be a plugger. But this — THIS! — removes all doubt. I am a plugger.

Some of my best cabinet making tools came from Dad and Gramps, both were good carpenters, taught me well.

My brother had borrowed Dad’s/my hammer; i was hovering over his shoulder while he used it and practically snatched it out of his hand after the last nail. It’s still in my toolbox!

Tools were once built to last generations. The basic ones at least.

I’m hesitant to do the “Great-Grandfather’s Axe” joke. So I’ll just note I was thinking about it.

Between my own family and my wife’s, I inherited a treasure trove of great tools that continue to give good service with a bit of loving care now and then.

I have some tools that go back to my great-grandfather, and I still use them.