By: Hal Jones
A few years ago I walked into my teenage stepson’s bathroom he was working on and saw that he was using one of my wood chisels as a scraper, removing grout and thinset from the shower. That chisel came back to me and it was so gouged up I retired it to paint scraper duty. I have used my Worksharp setup for maintaining my new chisels to razor sharpness but never anything like this particular chisel. Could this tool be resurrected?
DMT Products known for its sharpening line of products, had sent me its Magna-Disc Set to try on my Worksharp System and this chisel needed serious renovation. You can tell by the grout and caulk that covered every inch of its metal surface, that it had seen its better day as a fine instrument. But I thought what if I could repair it enough to make a utility chisel that i could use when cutting out wood for hinge plates. There were several deep gouges in the working part of the blade, but what if I could grind down enough to give me a chisel that would be as sharp as my chisels reserved for woodworking, where speed is of the essence. So I used my Worksharp’s coarse disc for the initial grind and then changed out to the Magna-Disc set to finish out the tasks.
I began working on the chisel and removed the grout from the upper section of the chisel as seen in the photo. Following this I began working through the grits until I finished the tasks with the diamond polish that is added to the disc for the final sharpening and honing. As you can see the deep gouges in the chisel face are gone except one. In using the chisel on door frames, there was no notable difference in performance from my chisels that I use for fine woodworking. I usually don’t double bevel my chisels, but for the sake of experimentation, I double beveled the edge. By adding the DMT Magna-Disc System you can add versatility to your Worksharp system. The diamond disc lasts longer and less heat is generated by the diamonds than by silica and paper systems. By progressing to the diamond paste step, you can truly hone your fine cutting tools. In fact long before I reached the honing stage, I could already shave hair from my arm with very little pressure.
After the first stage of the Magna-Disc System was used
Almost There
Adding Daubs of Diamond Paste for Honing Step
- The upper face has been ground on the DMT System, the grout and the old paint
After Using 1200 Grit DMT Magna-Disc
are now gone from the work surface
Hello Blog,
I just stumbled across this and, I must be the dumbest person on earth because i can not solve this. it is very simple! i learned this way back when i was in grade school or elementary school, but nothing is coming to my mind on how to find the cause and effect in the story!! please help me! OK, from this story (below), i need 2 examples of cause and effect. Tip: Think about the events in the passage and the actions of the characters.
Name a cause and effect for that cause.
Name another cause and an effect for that cause aswell. thanks so much in advance to all of you! i guess when you get older you have more and more brainfarts! (thats what i call them) here is the story and again thanks so much!
I was twelve when I really started learning about time. I spent a week during my summer vacation building a bench with an older boy named Tony. The bench now sits near the train station in my hometown. Whenever I return, I drive to the station to watch weary commuters collared by time sit on the bench and observe life passing by.Tony was my grandparents’ neighbor. I’m ashamed to admit it, but I was more interested in spending time with Tony than in spending time with my grandparents. Tony had a real talent for woodworking, and he had a set of tools that looked ancient yet perfectly at home in his young hands.The bench we built was made entirely from an old moss-covered walnut log we found behind Tony’s woodshed. We spent the last three days of my vacation scrambling to complete the bench. Countless times I told Tony and my grandfather, who would pop in to check our progress, that we didn’t have to finish right away. But my grandfather would have none of that. He grew up in an era in which time and resources were precious and counted in lives and lost opportunities, not in days, hours, or minutes. In this respect, Tony and my grandfather were alike. Tony seemed wise beyond his years, as if he held answers and secrets deep within him. We had no plans, no pictures to go by. Tony envisioned the bench and then went to work. “Let’s mill the log into planks, Jess,” Tony commanded. “We’ll rip the boards to width and cut them to length.”
I learned a new language and how to see the uniqueness within common objects. We planed planks into smooth rails and elegant slats. We cut joints that were tight and strong. I like to think now that Tony and I were joined that week, not only by the common goal of finishing the bench, but also by something much stronger than any joint cut with a saw or chisel. Parched and tired, we took periodic breaks. “Jess, go fetch a couple pops from da ‘frigerator,” Tony would bark. We’d sip the cold, fizzy liquid and yell like kids at neighbors and passing cars. Occasionally the summer air was punctuated by roaring motorcycles. “Whooooo, boy, Jess” he’d yell at me. “That’s the motorsickle fer me.” We finished the bench and it sat in my grandparents’ garage for some time. They eventually donated it to the town. Tony, I learned, had joined the army. Only recently did I learn why he never returned to claim the bench. Today, I tell my son about Tony and how we built the bench. I show him Tony’s tools, which I now have, with handles worn dark and hard from the hands of a boy who ran out of time. And together we search old woodsheds for another moss-covered black walnut log with a secret buried within.
Thanks