We all loved going upstairs in Grandpa's garage. I imagine that he liked being up there in a quiet shop, away from all the women! All his tools were up there, with nails and screws of every sort kept in jars and bins. Mark remembers making "weapons" on the old belt grinder. I remember the big wood burning potbelly stove with mica glass that glowed a warm amber. Off to the side was a small room where meats were hung to cure.
