I started woodworking in the spare bedroom of a small apartment. Because the noise of power tools would have been disturbing to my close neighbors, I began journey with only hand tools. I “cut my teeth” for a year in this manner, going at gnarly pallet wood with cheap hand tools in a feeding frenzy of failure and discovery. This was the opposite of easy, but easily the most rewarding time of my path so far. It was also during this time that I met my wife, Vanessa!
My career in the Army was drawing to a close, and Vanessa and I developed a plan to grow the hobby into a business keeping pace with the short time I had left to serve before retirement. The plan included finding a rental home with either a garage or basement shop where I could continue to grow and start incorporating power tools into my operations. This would last a year after the apartment lease expired, itself expiring just two months after my retirement from the Army was finalized. After this, we would move back to Indiana and purchase some real estate that came equipped with a dedicated shop. This slow growth is exactly what we did, and today I am blessed to work out of a generous shop that is always improving and changing, just like our lives.