My Old Man Leathercraft

My old man was a real life lumber-jack. The standard store bought tool bags could not strand up to the rigors of the job so he purchased some thick olive-green leather and made a more suited bag. That olive bag was larger than me at the time and it rode on my back every time I went out with him. It was well made. Up to this day I can visualize every aspect of him fashioning that bag. Each piece of leather I hold give me a flash of the past and its new life in the future...