This is a story for John and his family. It’s also for Scott, who’s Comb Back Arm Chair and Windsor Table were delivered last month. I wrote the story in the middle of January, when it happened: John Braxton died…

I still remember the excitement I felt. I was 16 years old, returning home from a week’s camping trip. My mother’s first words were, “Roy Underhill called!” We couldn’t believe it. Weeks before, my mother had found his number on…

This afternoon Edward picked up a set of four custom walnut and oak swivel bar stools that his wife Phyllis had helped design. Here’s a story about their chairs: Note: Nobody was hurt in this story. Other than a plastic…

The phone rings.  I put down my red chair-order book, lean forward in my chair, lift the receiver.   “John Dee died last night.” What do you say when a 92 year old man dies?  I mumble that I am…

I spent two days with Curtis Buchanan, Marilyn and Summer last week, visiting and hanging out in the shop.  This was my first trip playing with my new fancy-pants camera – here’s some photos I took. Share: FacebookTwitterLinkedinemail