I'll be 38 this spring and my entry into woodworking started when I was about 10 working on the farm with my grandfather. He made pole sheds and other things for livestock and equipment. When I was about 10 or 11, we made a garden shed for my mother. He was never a carpenter and only had a skill saw, hammer, and framing square, but we made a wonderful little shed that my sister uses at her house today. I think that was one of his most favorite moments in life. At 88, he still talks about that shed today. It is a fond memory of mine as well.