Anvil tales
My anvil would tell of once belonging to the Tallahassee/St. Marks railroad. Once the railroad was shut down the anvil was sold as scrap. It was bought by a young man who owned a small fleet of fishing boats and decided to do any metal repair work needed himself. The anvil was used mainly to make grappel anchors. It then passed on to one of the fishermans grandsons who used it for various things but never for its intended use, mainly as a handy hammering surface. This mans son inherited the anvil and stored it away in his garage for 25 years or more. The sons cousin decided to move back home after more than 45 years away.The cousin spotted the anivil rusting away in the garage while visiting one day and asked if he could have it and put it back into use as the cousin was a beginner blacksmith. The anvil now sits in the cousins forge and is being used as it was meant to be. This anvil is to be passed on to another cousin in order to keep it in the family. These two cousins are in the process of combining their forges and the anvil will be used by both.
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