Old Friends

A friend from Middle School found me on facebook yesterday this is a pieceof her email it was touching what she remembered...She said "I remember growing up and coming to your house to camp out. Your dad used to make those awesome gum/candy holders. I think I still have one at my dad's house somewhere. Also, I remember that neat wooden spiral thing that would turn with the wind. Not sure what it was called, but you were always so nice to share those with me. Your dad was very talented. Didn't he and your mom do those kind of things together? Wish I was artistic like that." I forgot about all those things he use to make and how many windturners or whatever they were we had on the front porch.