Sunday, December 19, 2004

The story of the dry sink

When Kevin's mom, Linda, was married to Denton, he worked a job that was hard on his resiratory system.  After many years, it had taken it's toll, and his Doctor told him to switch careers.  The state of Missouri put him through occupational rehabilitation and sent him off to school.  He got a teaching degree in industrial arts. 

For his senior project, he had to build something.  He found someone with some old oak boards lying around, and asked to purchase them.  The guy gave them to him to get them out of his way.  He planed and sanded and made this man's "trash" into his own "treasure".

He built this dry sink, using glue and dowels made by his own hands.  The only metal on it is in the hinges and handles.  Not a single nail to be found.  There are 105 pieces of wood in it, and it took about three months of labor to build it.

Kevin has always admired it, and his mom has told him for years that it would one day be his.  Today was the day.  His mom gave it to him for Christmas, and he hauled it home proudly tonight. 

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wow, that's neat.