Go find Harpeth True Value. Seriously. Walk in with no plan. Just say, “I’m fixing something.” You’ll leave with a story, a tool you didn’t know you needed, and a new friend named Dave. Or Carol. Or Nails the fish.
It’s the kind of place where “hardware” is a verb. As in, “I’m going to hardware my shed back together.” It’s community, ingenuity, and a little bit of wonky perfection.
Forget the internet. Go hardware yourself. The lucky bucket awaits.
