re: Weekend Wonders: Grandparent Teachers

One of my fondest memories is working with my Grandfather in his woodshop. It got very frustrating as he lost his eyesight but was still making projects when he had to assemble them by feel. I finally had to assist with the assembly. Probably the most important lesson was to put everything back in its correct place so you didn’t have to hunt for it. Not sure I really mastered that lesson.