The last things to pack up from my parent's house were my dad's carvings. He took an elder hostel class back in the early 90's at the insistence of my mom and he never looked back. He became a master carver, teaching many. If you ever get a chance to go to the Leinenkugel Brewery in Chippewa Falls, WI, you will see a saloon scene that is his and four other buddies' handiwork. He preferred to carve "characters", and thought of most of his carvings as his friends, and didn't feel he could sell them. So, when the estate sale happened, we carefully tucked away all the wooden people and marked the cupboard off-limits. Two days ago I helped my dad pack away the carvings, and took pictures of all of them, labeling the boxes with pictures of what was within. He has decided that for future birthdays and Christmas gifts, he will chose a character to gift. His family will enjoy receiving such treasures, and he will enjoy seeing these treasures have a new home. You never know when a chance exposure to a craft will strike a deep chord. Jerilynn
Need I quote that old adage about the(talent) apple not falling far from the tree?
ReplyDeleteThanks, Honeybee! Growing up in Wanatah, Indiana, my dad was always building stuff, my mom did a "craft of the month by mail", my aunt sewed and painted, my grandma sewed. I just thought that was normal. How grateful I am for that beginning!
ReplyDeleteA bit of your Dad will live on forever! Amazing
ReplyDeletecarvings. The things (if "things" are supposed to do that!) that always bring the most comfort, are those items that were made by my parents!
Wow! That is a wonderful idea...to give them away as gifts....when will you start doing that with all of your quilts :)
ReplyDeleteI fel lucky to have been given a boot and a little bird head from your dad. What a great idea to share them with the family. Such a week its been for all of you..
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