STIRRING UP A BIT OF SAWDUST BLISS
When I was about 10 years old, my neighbor and I decided to build a raft. I use the term build loosely, as it was just several layers of plywood scraps nailed together. It wasn’t well thought out, and at about 24 in. square, it was meant to hold only one person. When it came time to test our creation in a cattle water tank, at least I had enough foresight to allow my neighbor to take the raft on its maiden voyage, and I got to bike home dry. I’ve learned a bit since then, especially in the five years I’ve been at Family Handyman. Starting here meant closing my cabinet and furniture shop. I hauled all my tools home and crammed them into my one-car garage, where they’ve been…