Steve is great at fixing and building, hanging and tiling, electric and plumbing. These are great traits, helpful in so many ways, and I am thankful all the time.
His dad, Massino, from Baucina in Italy, was the same way. As the oldest of 5 kids, he was expected to work the farm, but Massino wanted no part of it. He loved fixing and making things and became the electrician in this small town. He actually installed the first electrical switch and lightbulb in Baucina. Before that, there were none.
He stayed there until he turned 29, when he came to the US and settled down in Queens, NY. with his new bride. I will never forget the first time I saw his work table in that Queens garage. Meticulously labeled drawers, with minute details separating one from another. Massino had everything there and made sure you understood that he was pretty much right about everything having to do with those tools. His loud and sometimes gruff voice, along with his thick accent, directed how things were done, and Steve learned all of it from him.
In the basement in Barryville, the work space is organized in a similar way. Drawers are filled with tools and scraps. Steve built what he knew.
The twist of the metal of these drill bits laying out on the flea market table were oddly delicate to me. Realizing they are made for the purpose of drilling through wood and hard surfaces, it was a complete juxtaposition. I had really never noticed their beauty, but felt inclined to buy the lot and shoot them. I think the vendor was incredibly happy and relieved to get rid of them, and we were excited at the prospect of shooting these tools.
As soon as I figure out the use of each of them, I will add them to the organized drawers in our basement.