master carpenter,
today was your birthday. emails trickled in from various cities across this country where those you touched have landed, reminiscing about you, all that you taught, and how you always made each feel there was something in them.
i keep that cup you made on my desk, to remind myself what it means to be a master craftsman - the care, attention, precision, creativity, and forethought that should go into ones work - and also to remember the family legacy - one that i pray i do justice. i learned so much & im so honored to have had the opportunity, that this becomes an instance when words are not enough.
head bowed,
c.
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