If my dad were alive today, he'd take me to Tweedy and Popp. Not because it's big or has every item, but because he'd know the people who worked there and would visit them so often, people would mistake him for an employee. So in honor of the days when I went to hardware stores with my dad, I go to Tweedy and Popp. They have paint, garden stuff, plumbing stuff, they make keys, and they have Dremel bits. Plus the people are SO NICE it's ridiculous.