My step father had a large chest of old hand tools. He told me they had been the tools his dad had used when working in the old cotton mill. Odd looking wrenches big as a baseball bat.
When the mill closed down he took them home with him as they were useless anywhere else since there wasn’t another cotton mill in the state. It was real interesting looking at those tools. My step father knew what each of the tools was for since he had worked at the mill himself.
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