And how I hope my words are lies. I pray that none of these boys and girls that make memory boxes in the woodshop class are ever touched by childloss. But, the statistics are against me - against them. Chances are, at least a few will utter the words, "Oh My! Now I know what that crazy lady and her husband were trying to do all those years ago."
And Tops...and More Tops...and Lots-O-Feet
And Stacks of Sides...
Edging, Edging, Edging
And what job is complete without a little helper, who was "very busy" taking tape off the I-don't-know-whats.
And then there is the glueing. He stresses the word for the sheer masses of glueing one must do to create the finished box. Although my dear husband will never read this, I must say - Thank you my sweet for supporting this mission in the way you know how - woodworking. Your talents are much appreciated.
Thanks for checking our production line out and - now - go see what everyone else is showing and telling.