To the members: Sometimes we arrive at a place in our lives and wonder how we got there. I want to explain. In my younger days I was raised on a chicken farm. It was during that time that farming meant that you got bigger or you got out. A nearby dairy farm was selling out and I took notice that after the sale a large concrete block building was being erected. Later on I found that the building was going to be a machine shop that was being moved from the city to the old farm. I was curious as to what went on in that shop. I visited often. Along with maching there was a casting shop attached that cast brass and aluminum. I was curious, but school activities took my time. In my high school years I took two courses in machine shop, then on to a tech school after graduation. Earning a living was first in my efforts. After retirement I was one of those that had idle hands with little to do. I did electrical repair for friends and did remodeling. I had sold the farm and moved to a historic place called Old Salem where I bought a house built in 1797. I set about to restore the bare walls and floors and make the old house livable without exposing too many modern ideas. You can see inside at Youtube: Christoph Vogler House. Anyway, I discovered that Old Salem had a figure that was their motto. It was a huge tin coffee pot. One day I met a guy the lived in Asheville NC. His name was Terry. He and I hit it off as he loved machine shop and actually was involved with the local tech college in Asheville. He asked me if I had made anything that I thought could be replicated in the shop. Well, I had a small wood lathe and had made several small wooden coffee pots for Christmas ornaments. He asked to see them. Now this is where the casting begins. He was intrigued with the design and we let it go at the time. Not long we were talking on the phone and somehow casting came into the conversation. I casually mentioned that I would love to cast those coffee pots in a 2” to 2 ½ inch size. I said he could make an aluminum mold on a CNC machine. I told him to tell me what drills and mill tools he needed and I would get them and send them to him. Terry and I struggled with getting the right setup. Two years passed and the molds were finally complete. I made many errors in the casting process. I used jewelry grade pewter. I must have had to remelt so many errors I lost count, but I finally got it right. Terry passed due to lung cancer, I miss him. All told I made 630+ of the prefect little images. If you know anything about pewter you know it comes out of the mold looking like lead or silver in color. I had to polish each one for casting burrs and then dip them in an acid coloring solution. The first 250 were donated to Old Salem for gifts during a fundraiser. I sold some, but most I gave away. I have very few left but I still have five molds. That time in my life was rewarding and I enjoyed all of it.