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