This vice was in every house I can recall growing up. When Mom and Dad downsized in the early 2000s I took it home. It now resides with my ex-wife and daughter but I still get access to it, like when I used it to loosen a stuck seat post a few years ago and someday
I will have a garage where it can live. It makes me think of my Dad, who I lost in 2012, every time I use it.
