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When I was a teenager in the 80s — I worked for my father’s business. One of his clients was an older gentleman who did wood working. I was always mesmerized by his work. One day this man was making a jig. I asked him what that was and he explained it to me.
For my 17th birthday I asked for a table saw. I will always remember what my father said “Pretty young ladies do not own a table-saw they own high heels!!”
In May 1999, I was 31 years old.—-that month I walked into The Home Depot wearing a pair of high heels, dress and full make-up and purchased my first saw.
A couple of weeks later on a Saturday —-my father comes over to my house. I am the backyard with my new saw cutting wood for shelves. My father says “That is a nice table saw!”
I reminded him of what he told me many years earlier. He said “That was dumb of me to say that!” It was his way of apologizing.
I miss watching The New Yankee Workshop.