|Project by Harold||posted 12-27-2007 02:20 AM||2083 views||3 times favorited||21 comments|
My Grandpa recently underwent surgery. Although the surgery went as well as could be expected, his recovery didn’t. He spent several months in intensive care at the hospital in Wenatchee. When he was finally strong enough to leave he called and asked if I could think of anything to somehow show all of our thanks to the wonderful nurses and doctors who cared for him. To be inspired is truly a dramatic and humbling experience, after speaking with him that morning the hands were almost complete late that afternoon, with the stone heart completed the next day. When I spoke with him a few days later he asked if I had time to think about something appropriate. I told him I was just oiling the hands and I would have it in the mail the following week. Upon this rock seemed a fitting title, but I was reluctant to sign my name, I shaped and sanded but it wasn’t mine. The wood is Koa and the stone was found below our home. It’s displayed in the family waiting room in the cardiac wing.
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