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My dad walked with me to his sheds and gave me a huge amount of his old pipe fitting tools yesterday. Wedges, torpedoes, nut splitters, squares, and more.
It was a bittersweet moment for me as he pillaged through his old things. Since I was a kid, I always wanted to be my dad...
It was a bittersweet moment for me as he pillaged through his old things. Since I was a kid, I always wanted to be my dad...
He attracted me to the pipe world, to welding, and just working hard to support a family and one self.
These are tools that have his blood, sweat, and tears. I& #39;ll forever be grateful, as well as forever care for them and hand them down.
These are tools that have his blood, sweat, and tears. I& #39;ll forever be grateful, as well as forever care for them and hand them down.
He& #39;s retired now, but it& #39;s something I know he& #39;s proud of, that I followed his footsteps and made a decent life out of his work.
For the welders and pipers out there, this will mean a lot to you. He even gave me his old blue book. Yeah, it was awesome. I love my dad.
I have my own pipe bible, but I& #39;m going to frame and preserve his.
There& #39;s nothing else in the world I& #39;d rather do than fit pipe and stack iron on them. It& #39;s fun, it& #39;s hard work, it& #39;s vital, and it& #39;s America. My dad did it for 30+ years, and I hope to continue doing it even longer through semi-retirement. I love it that much.
I wish I knew how to get old photos on here. My first pipe job was with him at the shipyard, and I just learned how to weld, and I ran a small pipe job on my own and he was the shop foreman at the time and took a picture of us next to my work. It was Top 3 proudest moments ever.
Anyways, it was a cool thing. I& #39;ll be using some of his tools he gave me tomorrow just to keep the tradition going.
