A few years back while camping with family.
I took the neices and nephews to a park to play.
I was bored so I started to wittle and eventually a fork was born.
One nephew asked if he could have it.
Next thing I know I am making forks for all of them.
Later at dinner they were all eating with wooden forks


The stripes of a tiger don't wash away. Be a man of steel not clay JYD #102