My father was a man of many tools, and his workshop, though cluttered, was his sanctuary. He could always find what he needed, and if he didn’t have the right tool, he’d create one himself. Whether fixing something around the house or helping a neighbor, he always had the solution, even if it meant crafting a tool from scratch. Many times, it made more sense to make one than to buy something he’d only use once.
As I continue to clean out his workshop, I recently came across an old Leatherman multi-tool. The case is worn and dusty, but the tool itself is in perfect condition. I remember watching him use it countless times over the years—fixing his car, tinkering around the house, or lending a hand to friends. Holding it in my hand now, it feels solid and reassuring, heavy with memories.
This Leatherman was one of my father’s most trusted tools, and now, as I hold it, I understand why I’ve always been drawn to Leatherman tools myself. Their craftsmanship, functionality, and versatility have only improved over the years, but for me, it’s more than that. Every time I strap a Leatherman onto my belt, I feel connected to my dad, no matter where I am.
Thanks for guiding me back to this tool during the cleanup, Dad. Your legacy lives on through these simple, everyday objects that meant so much to you.
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