Since we’re in Maine, it was an opportunity to get together with Bridget, who I haven’t seen in a few years. We had brunch then she brought us to this crazy place called Liberty Tool. The first floor is every kind of tool and hardware you can think of, as long as it’s not electric. The top two floors were like a hardware store met a flea market; as Doug described it “it’s like a whole town’s worth of grandfathers died and sent the contents of all their workshops and attics to this one store.”
