I started this story in yesterdays blog, but I more importain things needed told first. This is a story a man told me on the plane ride home. At this time I had few tools and no shop. I was digging out the basement of my house by hand. Carring two five gallon buckets of dirt up the stairs, then gravel and cement down to pour the floor. I wanted a shop pretty bad. Back on the plane. The fellow next to me was a judge in another area of the VICA competion.(see yesterdays blog) When I told him I was in the woodworking competion he told me about his years in India. When he first moved to India he found he needed a desk so he asked around and someone told him in India we just call someone to come build us our furniture. So he got a number and had a man come by. The furniture builder showed up with his tools rolled up in a cloth about 6 inches in diamiterand about a foot long. All he had was a small saw, a few chisels, hammer, really just the very basics. For the next week this fellows sat on the ground and built a nice medium size desk with drawers. Good craftsmanship, nice wood, oil finish, and a good price. Today I have to have a full size truck to pull my trailer full of tools to install cabinets that have already been built! Yes I also have a very nice shop with most every I want. I will always remember that Indian craftsman. I wonder what he could of done with my shop!
|Blog entry by dennis mitchell||posted 01-16-2007 06:12 AM||838 reads||0 times favorited||8 comments|