Seems like the Creek's been kinda quiet lately, so I thought it would be interesting to swap stories. Here's mine.
As a kid, sure - used Dad's hacksaw and hammer and made stuff from scraps. But after growing up, I was always a power tool guy. Always. The closest I ever got to hand tools was the rusty MF #9 that sat on a shelf over my bench, unused, as a decoration. Or the set of blue handled Marples I bought on sale because "a shop's gotta have a set of chisels". Man, I didn't even know how to sharpen them. Sigh.
One day 3-4 years ago, I was repurposing a small shop table into a simple (electric) router table. I was retrofitting some drawers and discovered that the opening wasn't quite square. I went to the bench to reach for a sander and spied a cheap 2" long Stanley plane. It came out of a box of magazines I bought a while back and had just been stashed in a corner of my cabinet. So on a whim, I tried that before the sander - and danged if it didn't work! "Hmmm. That crappy little hand tool just solved my problem quicker and easier than I knew was possible. What the heck?"
Thought about that all week. The next weekend I bought copy of FWW to get the article on "how to restore an old plane" and got to work on that MF #9. And started frequenting the Neander forum. It's been all downhill from there......
What's YOUR story?
Fred