Thursday, July 21, 2005

Back to my Garage...

To carve more bears of course... In that leaking shambles of a former open car port turned into a quasi-garage by a previous owner ten years ago, I think. I'll post a pic of it some day. Anyway, this guy is named after my Dad who had a gap-toothy grin just like that. I miss him making jam and baloney sandwiches for himself. After Dad quit smoking in 1980, his taste in food combinations took a slight spin for the strange.


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