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My dad was a builder. That wasn’t his vocation, but it was a serious hobby. He constructed furniture, built a cabin in our garage piece by piece, created beautiful pieces of church art, and did small craft projects with my mom. I grew up with circle saws, scroll saws, lathes, and planers and wood chips and sawdust. And I spent a lot of childhood days standing by my dad’s side as he fashioned one thing after another out of wood.
I remember helping him pick out wood at the lumber yard in White Bear. I would help him pull down piece after piece and then he’d eyeball down the length of it to make sure it was straight without any bend or curvature. He taught me how to do this too. If it was warped it would through the whole project off. (more…)
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