A gift from my father, given to me not long after Wanda and I moved into our current home; stored on the top shelf in my garage.
Loud. Powerful. Capable. A Craftsman. This circular saw has been especially useful over the years.
Of course, I haven’t given this tool -- nor the one he owned prior -- nearly the workout that my father did in the years before he bequeathed it to me. But from sawing the lumber I used to build Jonathan’s playset to installing laminate wood flooring in a bedroom to odd repair jobs and school projects, it’s been there for me whenever I needed it.
Just like he was.
Happy Father's Day, Big Guy.