All the tools he got, he engraved, for a decade or two after his shop got broken into, and all tools stolen. The warm and fuzzy part of the story of course, is that back in the mid 70, all his motorcross friends and their rockin' muttonchops replenished his tool stock to the point he never lost any time wrenching. I come across these tools now and again, working on bikes, and smile everytime.