My love of woodworking goes back as far as my memory. I have made many satisfying things. I have made fishing plugs that caught monster striped bass. My kids and grandchildren all have many toys that I have made. My house is full of furniture I have made. I have made and sold many items. I am not telling you this to impress anyone. I am simply trying to relate how much satisfaction woodworking has given me. Satisfaction is the engine that drives most of us. Presently, I am being treated for cancer at Mass General Hospital with radiation. My fellow patients range from grumpy old men like me to pathetic young children, who could melt anyone’s heart. I always have a supply of simple finger tops, that are made on my lathe, hanging around to give to neighborhood tots. You should see the smiles I get from some of these poor sick kids at the hospital when I give them a top. I take a pocketful of tops with me every time I go. Sometimes I think I get more enjoyment out of this than the kids do. The thought struck me that these tops are the most valueable, satisfying project I have ever made.
-- Mike, Massachusetts