My son and I hovered in the shop yesterday, waiting for Jerry to present the knife he’d made for our friend. I busied myself with folding laundry, trying not to spoil the surprise. It’s new owner was going to love it.
We didn’t get a photo of the exchange, but we’ll never forget the delight on our friend’s face. His new knife is made with wood that came from his daughter’s husband’s grandfather’s wood sample collection–a man dearly missed by many. But though the grins were priceless we weren’t thinking about getting our cameras out.
We’re so thankful for good friends, and for creative ways to show it.
Note: The picture I uploaded for this post is of another friend with his first Jerry Davis knife, taken last year.