RCCinNC

After 30 plus years as a subcontract carpenter, I finally hung up the professional tool belt because my wife got tired of listening to me groan every day when getting out of bed. I have always loved wood working, and purchased a Shopsmith in the early eighties, which I set up in a 10’x12’ shed with one sorely overtaxed outlet, a small fixed pane window and one overhead 60 watt light bulb to work by. At the time I was building bunk beds for This End Up “furniture,” getting up at 3:30 am for the early shift... and then making a bee line for my shed as soon as I got home. I had, and still have the woodworking bug bad.

15 years ago I built my own small shop, made some money with it...and now have the fortune of time to play and create projects for myself and family. It’s like a magnet...even if I don’t have something going I love being there amongst the tools and the wood. My wife is a woodworking widow, kept appeased by the occasional piece of furniture, widget or doodad that I create. She doesn’t seem to mind too much.

There are a number of true artists on this website, individuals with skill sets, knowledge and sense of design far more advanced than mine. I hope to, and will contribute, but for now, mostly I come to learn from others. Such is this wonderful, creative hobby/ profession we choose to immerse
ourselves in...always some new skill, technique or fascinating self challenge around the corner.

OK....done. The shop awaits!

A sad addendum. The wonderful pup with me in the photo died last September at the very ripe old age of 16. He was not mine, though I wish he had been. The owner and master of our New Hampshire cousins, “Jack” was a pure joy...funny, incredibly smart, and a wonderful hiking buddy, If not always the most obedient pup, he made up for it ten times over in how much he touched the lives of all who met him.
He is sorely missed, but will always be fondly remembered.

-- Live to putter...putter to live!