the wrench

THE WRENCH

those of you who read my blog regularly know that
my younger brother died last summer in the final stages
of alzheimers disease

a disease that i may have based on all the testing that
i have had done
time will tell on this

my younger brother was a fireman then later a
deputy sheriff who also had the drug dogs for
the department

he was also quite talented doing things
that many of us never learned to do
built his own house could take a car apart and fix it
clean a deer weld and fix most anything

he and i when we were younger always seemed to share
a motorcycle a bike a motorped a car a truck
but he was always the one that fixed it

he also ran the local water system for the area where he lived

he never liked the idea of my collecting rainwater and drinking it
he was always worried about it being clean enough
since he was particular about the water system he worked with

after his death i told my sister in law
that i wanted one of his tools
a wrench a screwdriver a hammer a chisel whatever
that i could have and use
and
when i used it i would always think of him

so in the mail this last week came a package from
my sister in law
what the  heck was this
when i unwrapped it there was that wrench shown
in the picture above

she said in her letter
this is a wrench he always had in his pocket

so this last week i took this wrench
its worn some
and it should last me through the next several years while
i am still able to figure out how to use it

he must have used it a lot on his rounds checking and working
on the water meters

so this last  week here at the country n it was in my back pocket
all the time
i realized after a couple of days why he chose this one
i opened water valves with it
opened a can of pipe glue with it
took off and replaced a dripper for my chicken waterer with it
opened the top off a bottle of liquid fertilizer
used it to disconnect my battery in my old truck that had died
then used it to replace the battery

so now i know why he had that tool in his  pocket all the time

now i have my cellphone in my front pocket
my costanza billfold in my left back pocket

wonder if thats why my disk ruptured from all
that pressure on that side

my brothers wrench in my right back pocket
as i wonder around my country n place

always thinking of him as i use that wrench
thanks bro

the organicgreen doctor