While looking into the Shopsmith band saw question the other day, I happened upon this awesome image from Life magazine — it has to be from the forties or fifties, when the unit was new. This family of four, with the help of what certainly looks like the ShopSmith 10ER (the one sold in Montgomery Wards), are getting a few “projects” done.
I applaud the spirit of whoever put the article together, but this is the funniest thing I’ve seen in a while. Check it out: the little girl is spray-painting her wagon three feet from the family car, and the son is buffing his shoes while the mom buffs the car. Not to be outdone, it seems dad is ripping a board while making ice cream at his feet.
See, don’t you feel like you’ve learned something today? Back fifty-some-odd years ago, families got together, not over a breakfast table — that’s a bunch of sissy crap — but over large power tools for some quality chore time. And when they’re all done, they can take a load off just in time for that favorite radio show and enjoy some nice, sawdust-flavored ice cream.
Now that’s togetherness you don’t see anymore –- or perhaps ever.