My first real memories as a child was around 1959 of my Mom, Dad, brother, three sisters, and the farm we lived on. At the time it seemed we were just a normal row crop farming family with a few milk cows and a pig. I was the baby of the family and had small chores as a child of four or five years old, with my youngest sister being 5 years older than me and the rest of the family being older of course they did all the hard work around the farm. Needless to say we were poor and did not know it, with no TV and no indoor plumbing except for cold running water in the kitchen. The outhouse was out back and for baths it was either in a wash tub or a big galvanized tub in the shed with a wood fire box to heat the water, and no you did not want to sit on the fire box end, or you would burn your bottom. Again although we were poor, I never felt it, because we were rich in family and the ability to create what ever we needed with our hands.
The reason I am telling you this, is because this was the back ground that gave me the ability to be a "Jack of All Trades" as my mom and dad would say, with the knowledge to build or repair about anything, for example, if I wanted a toy, or my bicycle fixed, I went out to our scrap pile and then to the shop and made what I needed, and if I could not do it by myself one of the family would help. During the time I was growing up we attended many farm sales and rummage sales, the rummage sales are now called yard sales or flee markets, and my grandma the entrepreneur she was, always had a rummage sale going on.
Fast forward to 1973 my folks sold the farm and moved to town and bought a place with two shops on the property and turned the largest one into a second had store, with my dad specializing in small engines and tools and my mom in antique glass ware and collectables.
As you can see I have had much exposure through my life being outdoors, building, repairing things, loving old stuff, and collectables. My passion has always been that when I retired was to create items that are unique, because I love old things and want to procure and share them with others.
So this finally brings me to why I am selling at Station 30, the love of grabbing that cup of coffee early in the morning, heading to my shop and creating something uniquely different from the many ideas I have been accumulating in my head for years, and now that I am retired, sharing with others through Station 30 with hopes and Joys, that someone else will like and enjoy my creation. Currently I am doing barn wood picture frames, coffee cup racks, signs, tables, anything and everything I can create out of reclaimed weathered wood. Also doing some specialty lamps, antique and vintage items, most with an outdoor, western, or hunting theme.
Come and see me at Station 30, booth #2 Vulcan Wood Products is my business name, taken from and old mining claim some of my wood has come from and has been know to my family for 5 generations.I guess you would say selling vintage, antique items, and hand made items at Station 30, is just part me and in my blood, with love of the hunt and creating unique one of a kind items.
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