What can I say, I try and do my BS projects casually.
When the mood strikes me, or I see a good piece of "roadkill" (scrap
metal tools and other junk people discard) .
But my wife has grown weary of my bringing sections of RR track and other assorted metal items. But as one who has worked in the metallurigical arts, I am emotionally attached to that car spring, RR wheel ball bearing, or that small piece of medical titanium. She has her dust covers, doilies, pots and pans, ruffles and pictures.
I have my treasure. It happens to be in Old pieces of steel, that helped build this nation. A technology that is rapidly disapeering. I hold onto the memory of my grandfather telling me stories of his childhood, how he would speak of his father and grandfather teaching him to work hot metal with a BS forge, anvil and hammer.
There is something magical in taking some lump and making it into a useful item.
My wife just doesnt understand my obssesion with metal.
But my wife has grown weary of my bringing sections of RR track and other assorted metal items. But as one who has worked in the metallurigical arts, I am emotionally attached to that car spring, RR wheel ball bearing, or that small piece of medical titanium. She has her dust covers, doilies, pots and pans, ruffles and pictures.
I have my treasure. It happens to be in Old pieces of steel, that helped build this nation. A technology that is rapidly disapeering. I hold onto the memory of my grandfather telling me stories of his childhood, how he would speak of his father and grandfather teaching him to work hot metal with a BS forge, anvil and hammer.
There is something magical in taking some lump and making it into a useful item.
My wife just doesnt understand my obssesion with metal.