Last November a small, brown, padded envelope with a tracking number showed up in my mailbox. It was from my dad. He hadn’t mentioned he would be sending me anything.
The package contained a single, stubby pencil, which he had attached to a piece of cardboard with two pieces of transparent tape. I’m looking at the pencil now, as I write this: The pencil is dark blue, with at least a third of its paint chipped off. The exposed wood is dark too, with age, or use, or both. The ferrule is missing, and the cylinder of bared wood normally hiding under the ferrule has been worn into a cone shape. And there’s a piece of masking tape wrapped around and covering the part of the pencil where the brand name and hardness are usually printed. The tape has faded and hardened with age. The point of the pencil is short, the lead tip mostly worn down.
This pencil looks like it has been through a lot, and it has. It’s a “toolbox pencil.”
One of the joys of collecting is discovering new categories of things to appreciate and to accumulate. So, voila! Another thing to collect: Toolbox Pencils! Collecting toolbox pencils may not be a very practical way to add to your pencil trove, but it will connect you with subtle nostalgic forces.
Toolbox pencils are generally in poor to awful condition. That’s just the way it is. They’re used to pry open paint cans. They roll around with sharp, heavy metal objects, sometimes for decades. They are used to spread glue. They fall off roofs. They’re subjected to endless abuse.
And a toolbox pencil is more expensive to acquire than the exact same pencil by itself, because toolbox pencils are priced along with all of the other odds and ends the seller has left in the toolbox–presumably to entice you into buying it (even though you have six toolboxes already).
It’s essentially a grab bag. You get some tools, maybe some screws and nails, a file, some band-aids, a protractor, half of a compass, a small container of Exact-o blades all fused together with rust, paper towels stained with motor oil, maybe a hammer, and a few dented, old pencils. In fact, make a list of all the things your significant other prohibits you from bringing home in a rusty metal carrying-case, and pick about a dozen of those things at random, and that’s what you’ll get with each little batch of toolbox pencils. (This is why garages were invented, folks.)
Occasionally, I’ve tried to “extract” the pencils for a lower price:
“How much for just the pencils?”
But, these days almost everyone thinks there’s a collector market for everything, and if you call attention to some beat up old pencils, the seller wonders if you know something they don’t, and the harder you try to convince them you “just like pencils,” and won’t be listing them on eBay, the less they’ll believe you. Even if a seller is unusually trusting and does believe you, they’re still trying to clean out their garage, so usually they’ll call your bluff.
“Those go with the toolbox.”
And this is how you end up with another two-, or five-, or maybe ten-dollar box of junk. Sometimes there happens to be a tool you want in the box anyway.
But, collecting toolbox pencils will get you wondering about things. Consider this nifty little grey toolbox I got for $2 at a tag sale in Durham, NH.
Here’s what I found inside:
- a single paper clip
- three small plastic faucet bibb washers (Pignose 3/8)
- a little cardboard box of staple gun staples, “No. 101-5, Sawtooth Point” with the price printed on the box, “59¢,” the box held shut with a wide, beige rubber band
- two pencils, an “amco ivan allen 2 3/8 F” , and a CHOICE by EMPIRE
- two chisels, one with part of its plastic handle broken off, the other—wood-handled–with “CRAFTSMAN, USA” etched on the blade
- slightly more than half of a wooden ruler (7 1/4”)
- a retractable ballpoint pen—PRIORITY TITLE SERVICES, with a phone number and a website address printed on the barrel.
- a 6” metal spike (measured with the aforementioned ruler) which looks handmade
- a light socket adapter which turns a light socket into two two-prong outlets and a light socket
- a stubby screwdriver with a wooden handle—red, white, blue-grey, green, and yellow paint on the handle
I can’t help but picture a calloused, paint-splotched hand picking up that little screwdriver. A tool like that comes in handy when, right in the middle of a painting project, you discover someone has forgotten to remove an outlet cover, or a light-switch plate.
It’s good to see wooden handles and “Made in the USA” printed on things. It reminds me of bygone days when things were built to last, not manufactured to obsolesce, like plastic handles. The pencils still write just fine. This toolbox must have still been in use when the wave of disposability started setting in.
You can’t help think about the owner of these objects, about the projects they were used for, about the times they lived in. Old things excite the historical imagination. I’m afraid to take these pencils out of their natural habitat, because then they’ll lose their associations with the past, even if it’s a past I’ve mostly imagined.
So, let’s go back to the pencil my dad sent me. Did you have any thoughts about it? Did you wonder why he sent me a beat up old pencil? It came with this note:
This pencil has been with me in my toolbox as long as you have been alive. I’m listing some of the many projects for which it was used: building the deck, helping your grandfather remodel his rental house, remodeling the garage into a family room, remodeling the house on Hammond St, making the go cart and airplane.
This little blue pencil worked on houses I’ve lived in and played a small part in many of my cherished memories. Right now the pencil is still taped to the piece of cardboard, but part of me is tempted to throw it into my own toolbox. Let it roll around in there, like it’s used to. Put it back to work! Someday maybe I’ll pass it on, and maybe someone will wonder what it’s been through, where it came from.
(This article originally appeared, in a slightly different form, in the September/October 2016 issue of “The Pencil Collector,” the Official Publication of the American Pencil Collectors Society.)