Ok this may be a little long of a post for me. Last year, a good friend of mine had to sell their family farm due to his dad going in a nursing home. He was able to keep the house but not the farm. I went to get a piece of wood of the barn to make pens for him and his sons. The barn was built by his grandfather. I was looking around while I was there and saw some old scythes. I called him and told him there was some stuff he needed to get before they signed the papers. After he got there, I was climbing over a bunch of junk in the "workshop" and saw a nice wooden chest so I knew there was something good in it. I moved a bunch of junk off of it and opened it up. I showed it to Randy and he said they were his great grand dad's.