It's been a month since my last post, and sadly we've been busy laying to rest my wife's father, Herb. A year ago he was diagnosed with what was called a pre-leukemia condition, and after some treatments, time, and monitoring, he was diagnosed with acute leukemia in early November. He got great reports after chemotherapy and seemed to be gaining strength, but he then developed pneumonia and was unable to recover. We were all taken by surprise by his death, as he was otherwise in good shape; no heart problems, no diabetes, no other organ troubles.
Herb would come to my shop to see what I was making, and had a way of asking questions that sounded more like criticisms or even accusations on my choice of projects, materials, techniques, or anything else related to my work. He meant well, of course, but he just wasn't always tactful or sensitive when expressing himself. You knew you were in trouble though if he'd say, "You're not the only one that's gonna have to look at that you know." I miss his visits already.
Herb would come to my shop to see what I was making, and had a way of asking questions that sounded more like criticisms or even accusations on my choice of projects, materials, techniques, or anything else related to my work. He meant well, of course, but he just wasn't always tactful or sensitive when expressing himself. You knew you were in trouble though if he'd say, "You're not the only one that's gonna have to look at that you know." I miss his visits already.