Heritage

I acquired this vintage Rawlings umpire clicker a few years back. It has been a solid reminder to me to always keep track of what is going on, no matter how busy you are. Nobody…

Given the field that I have chosen, I don’t really get ‘dressed up’ too much. When I do, I relish the chance to get to wear my grandfathers old tie clip that was handed down…

Since I couldn’t choose my wife, kids or my French Bulldog, I choose my latest surfboard, which I received from our marketing director’s husband, Florian Saylor, who is a shaper in Los Angeles. The purpose…

This is a 1938 Gibson Mastertone passed down from my father last year with a case that has been covered in Bill Monroe Bluegrass stickers and tickets since the mid 70’s. My mother actually went…

My whole life growing up as a maker of things, I never really followed any rules or learned the right way of doing something. I would pick up a tool and not know what it…

My father has always been one to impart wisdom to me in subtle ways he knows I will eventually pick up on. When I was 14, he gave me this trick lock that he picked…

When I was around 13 my grandfather handed me his old Buck knife and tells me “every man should have a knife.” Years later I realized that the gift was less about the knife and…

This magnificent German numerator (circa 1920) was found on the top shelf of a dusty cabinet in a Stockholm thrift store. Offering both a sans-serif and serif font selector, the numerator also offers four distinct…

I’ve got a bit of an obsession with sunglasses and it all stems from this Carl Zeiss pair that my Dad bought on Jermyn Street, London, in 1960 before being posted to Jamaica with the…

They say the best things in life aren’t things. I’ll drink to that. But if my house was burning, the first thing I’d reach for (after grabbing my wife) would be two pipes my uncle…