I delight in being able to fix or fabricate something around the house by digging into my collection of valuable stuff in the basement. It's probably a good thing I don't have a 40 by 80 foot storage building out back, or I'd collect a lot more. Whenever I manage to fix something by pulling just the right part out of my supply, my daughter rolls her eyes and sighs, as if I'm a hopeless case or something. So she recently bought me a book, titled, Why Men Collect Scrap Wood. Here's an excerpt. WHY MEN SAY THEY SAVE SCRAP LUMBER
Men say they save Scrap Lumber because: . . . you just never know when you need a hunk. . . . they paid good money for it. . . . it's just too good to throw away. . . . there might be another Depression. ... a guy could use it to barter. . . . it's too good to burn. . . . how else would you fill up a garage. ... it doesn't cost anything. ... a guy can dream about building a cabin with it. . . . they don't collect and save buttons, fabric, figurines, dolls, snow villages, anniversary napkins, bread twisties, margarine tubs or Engelbert Humperdinck concert ticket stubs. [Non-text portions of this message have been removed]
