My father loved odd tools. Mostly useless, odd tools, but he loved them all, and every Birthday, Christmas, Easter, and later, after I married and moved away, with each visit he paid my family and I, I’d receive some sort of crazy, bargain-bin unitasker that would either crack, break, or fall apart with a single use or two. They never worked, and it became a running joke with my wife and kids about Grandpa’s gifts.
In the fall of 2000, shortly after his retirement and upon returning home to the family lands in Nn Minnesota, I learned of his cancer. That was August. In June of ’01, my older brother Mike and I were to take him on a fishing trip to Loon Lake. When we stopped to pick him up, it was then that I realized he was too sick to make the trip, and we were to go alone. Before we left, he handed us each a Leatherman, fresh in the case.
It was a pretty quiet drive for Mike and I. Between holding back tears and talking things over with Mike, I thought on yet “another” useless tool, and dismissed it into my tackle box without another thought. We made Loon, took a bunch of walleye, and returned home. I had unwrapped the Leatherman tool, and used it here and there, it was good when I needed it, but I didn’t think much farther than that.
Our father died on July 24th, 2001 of pancreatic cancer. He was 69.
Slowly, since then, I made it a habit to keep that same Leatherman in my bib overalls leg pocket or hunting pants…I ended up ALWAYS using it. It’s skinned out big and small game in at least 6 states, cleaned up fish on dozens of lakes, cut slivers from hands nearly every weekend, worked on odd-jobs in every room of my house, worked on projects on every car I’ve owned since, and to sum it up, it’s just invaluable.
Anyway, I retired it, unbroken, but well-used in 2013, when I almost lost it overboard while working on a tangled mess of 3 halibut lines off the back of the boat, one of which had a halibut attached. I purchased this one as a replacement. This lost screw and blade piece is the first and only problem I’ve ever had with the two of your tools I’ve purchased for myself, or the 6 or so I’ve given friends and my kids.
These things are just well made. You make a really, really solid tool.
I only wish my Dad would have lived to see himself redeemed in this.