Through no fault of my own, I was seperated from my laptop containing several interesting blogs about African American Woodworkers. Now that we are united, I feel the month is gone and the moment lost. But I do want to say a few things about Black History Month before I leave it until next year.
I’m not sure if I share any recent African ancestry. And tho I grew up in an all black neighborhood, I have no claim to anything particularly related to African Americans. That said I feel a pride in these woodworkers and an emotional attachment to them and their stories as if they were my own blood relatives. At risk of pandering to Schwarz (who I suspect will be all over this), I’m going to have to label my relationship to these fellow woodworkers as a “wood kinship”. These guys (our wood kin) are ours just like you and I are related not just by what we do, but how we view the world, solve problems etc.
I have more and better stories for next year. African American woodworkers’ stories are a patchwork quilt of woodworking lore and history certainly deserving of our time. Until then Dennis Heyza has compiled a fine webpage on the subject. I’m sure he’d appreciate your additions, and comments. Thanks Dennis for sharing your work with us.