The Apprentice's Trail
1977, August 1st.
That is when it officially began.
That is when I started work in a small job shop
in Independence Virginia.
I was 19.
Razor Ridge Workshop - Independence, VA
But, if you were to track it out,
back to when it really began,
one would wind up back to when I was a boy.
Battleships, shields, and swords
were what was in the wood,
way back when,
in a backyard on Briarcliff Place
2701 Briarcliff Place - Charlotte, NC
I would sit in the garage, on it's smooth concrete floor, bending nail after nail
into some old piece of pine with a hammer, whose head looked like a mushroom,
& cut out piecies of one thing or another with a set of handleless saw blades,
whose handle was either lost or ignored.
It was a highschool sweetheart
who lulled me back into the wood
during Christmas of 1976
with the wish of a rocking chair.
On Christmas Eve, in that same garage of
bent nails & handleless saw blades,
I toiled away like an elf on a mission
determined to deliver a chair
on Christmas morning.
|Susan's Rocker - Christmas 1976|
An unwitting apprentice - Nov. 1962
I remember now the boy sitting on a cool concrete floor making a shield for the
neighborhood acorn fights, and the young man working by the light of a dingy
lamp or two on a cold December night. The young girl's wish brought me unwittingly
to a higher level of woodworking that felt comfortable - familiar . . .
. . . and carried me
into an affair with
sighting the wood
that has long out lasted
the affair with the girl
who made the wish
|The Apprentice - Spring 1997|
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