Out of the Woodwork: Common Ground

Shared love of craftsmanship brings father and son closer.
By Kerry Pierce
Page: 88

From the August 2006 issue #156
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My dad was a cabinetmaker for most of his working life. Unfortunately, he plied this trade in a small, working-class town in Northwestern Ohio, a town with more farmers than investment bankers, with more machinists than venture capitalists. So there weren’t many local residents with the financial resources to hire my dad to build the high-style period reproductions he yearned to build. Instead, he built an ocean of kitchen and bathroom cabinets, remodeled every Columbia Gas Co. office in the northern half of the state, and built a dozen homes from scratch, fitting each with custom cabinetry of unusual quality.

My first job in high school was in his shop sweeping floors, unloading lumber and watching the clock. That’s what I did best – I was without peer.

From the August 2006 issue #156
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