Not your grandpas cane


The doctor’s words came down like a hammer.“You’re going to walk with a cane for the rest of your life,” Scott Given was told.The then 35-year-old construction worker had already been using an old wooden “grandpa cane” for months at that point in 2009. He’d endured two operations after shattering the talus bone in his left ankle following what he thought was a minor slip off a ramp.But the doctor continued: “You’re never going to work construction again.” And perhaps the worst projection: “You’ve got to get an office job.”“It was mentally crushing at the time,” says Given, now 42. “I remember going home super pissed off.”Article Continued BelowBack at his Mount Albert home he unleashed his frustration in a flurry of sparks: Given cut off the head off a hammer, welded a chain to it and painted it black. “It was kind of a ‘f— you, world’ moment,” he says. If he was going to walk with a cane for the rest of his life, it wasn’t going to be no grandfather’s walking stick.“It’s going to be my kind of cane,” he recalls thinking.Out of the sparks and fury emerged “Hammercane,” a rugged combination of tool, cane and piece of art that moved from passion project to business in a few short years.

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