shopman· preserving the past
What a terrific job and a wonderful way to bond. I remember teaching my son in the shop when he was young. He was one of the few kids who actually made his pinewood derby car for scouts. He never won first place but I will never forget seeing some of the other kids ask their fathers "dad, which one is mine again". The real prize of the race was that my son and I worked on it together just like your son and you did. My boy did not go into the carpentry field like me, but he is good with his hands and he still stops over every now and then to just hang with me in my shop. Believe me...you built more than just a shelf that day...