We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Well, as you know I love Maggie's Farm. I want to give back somehow. Consequently, I bring to your attention Collinsville, Connecticut. Formerly the home of the Collins Company, axe makers non pareil, it is a company town frozen in time right beside the Farmington river. Very picturesque, particularly at this time of year, and full of decent restaurants. And there is a museum there, full of Collins products. Heavenly.
I just bought three very old Collins axes on Ebay (not expensive) and will be restoring them into working instruments, Very satisfying!
I went to a small forestry school in Northern New York in the early sixties. We had to supply our own hard hats and axes. I remember the Kelly and Collins reps came and made presentations. I bought a Collins 3 1/2 pound single bit there and packed it with me through a whole career and several moves as a forester in the West. Re-handled it several times over 39 years.
Interesting bit of history for me, because my family was in the business of manufacturing hickory axe handles---among other things---for various tool companies in the US for much more than a century. The business provided hundreds of jobs in our town during its heyday. I loved the smell of hickory, ash and oak being turned on the lathes down in the mills. One of my fondest childhood memories of an era now in the past.