I might have a few things to say today as I start a new habit of posting random things in my head on the tag #TuesdaysThoughts every Tuesday.

2/ One of my most prized possessions is my grandfather's screwdriver.

He was born in 1912, died in 1991. He raised me. I went home from the hospital as an infant into their home.

I can't remember a time in my life when that screwdriver wasn't a part of it. I'm in my early to mid-50s. #TuesdaysThoughts

@paul my husband has his grandmother's bacon fork. I mean it's just a fork, nothing makes it "for bacon". It is smallish and aged and was probably made anyplace between 1850 and 1910... And it sits by the stove explicitly for bacon turning and nothing else. It has the kind of ever present connection to his childhood and family I suspect your screwdriver has. They're small good things.