It's a saw, see?

I've become a bit of a galoot. Not galoot in the dictionary sense but what old woodworking tool collectors are called. I won't get too into the wood thing here but I started collecting and restoring saws. Hand saws.
So the Old Man picked up an old Disston D8 rip saw with the thumb hole tote (that's galoot speak for saw or plane handle). I'm sure he noticed it because saws have been on my radar and I have talked to him about them. I restored one of his old saws that he found laying in a field about thirty odd years ago when he worked on a paving crew. There's not much involved in restoring a hand saw. It doesn't take much in the way of equipment, you can find saws for little to no money, and I find it relaxing to do when I have the time.

The D8 in question, your Honor.

The handle is not in the best shape but none of the cracks are serious enough that it couldn't be used. Considering the Chief is not a master cabinet maker, he won't be using this to make his living; when I'm done with it he will have a saw that is better quality than any mass-produced in the last sixty years. Give or take. This one was made about a hundred years ago. I cleaned up the blade (plate) to see if there was any semblance of an etch left and low and behold you can still see the wonderful script. The keystone and model info is there but tough to read. This winter I need to spend some time figuring out just how to photograph these things. The picture is just not the same as holding the saw in your hand.
The etch reads "For Beauty, Finish, and Utility this Saw cannot be excelled - Henry Disston"
Pretty cool. Gotta go.