Owen and Maria picked up their side table today (after a bit of misdirections!)  It turned out well and I think they're pleased.  Look forward to the next one.  Commisions like this are welcomed.  Thanks much.

61 years ago today__my dad died.  Wish I could say I knew him well, but I was 3 months old at the time.  Thirty nine years young:  coulda, woulda, shoulda, been a 100 years old now.  Everyone says he was a great guy, liked to hunt and fish__loved the outdoors.  That's about all I know.

I'd like to think I inherited some of his tendencies (although I got the fat genes from the rest of the Plautz's and he was one of the few that got the thin ones [him and my brother])  I wonder if he liked wine?

Doesn't pay to dwell on what could have been.  I've had a good life and more or less turned out well, I suppose.  Life went on, life goes on.  He left his little coat of magic dust on the landscape as we all will do. 

I think I will have a bit of wine tonight in his honor and think of him...