So, tonight I told Mom I was writing this stuff down in a blog and showed her how to look it up. And in the spirit of helpfulness, after reading it, she thought I ought to know how we came to have a hatchet.
Mom is a lawyer, mostly retired. It was a third career, after junior-high teacher and small business owner. She went to law school while her kids were in high school, which was an interesting process for everyone concerned.
As she tells me, one of her clients was an 85-year-old lady with a pig valve in her heart. This lady was so impressed with Mom's lawyering job, she not only paid her bill promptly but also presented Mom with a small well-worn antique carpenter's bench and a hatchet as a thank-you gift. The hatchet turns out to be a Marble Arms, made in Gladstone, Michigan, and happens to be (according to Mom anyway) very collectible.
Collectible hatchets...who knew?
I'm glad Mom gave the stamp of approval on the blog. These kinds of stories really do need to be written down. They are priceless!
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