While at my grandmothers house today delivering her new headboard, she brought out something I don't even remember making ... a pine shelf from high school shop class in 1992. Pretty neat, so I thought I'd share.
BTW ... I grew up in a house that barely had a screw driver, let alone knew anything about woodworking. So high school shop classes were where I first learned about tools and found my interest in woodworking (probably because of the wonderful smell of wood more than anything in the early days!)
BTW ... I grew up in a house that barely had a screw driver, let alone knew anything about woodworking. So high school shop classes were where I first learned about tools and found my interest in woodworking (probably because of the wonderful smell of wood more than anything in the early days!)