A Personal History
I bought my first stick of wood in 1958 while attending the Colorado School of Trades in Denver. It was a two piece myrtle wood blank and I paid $7.50 for it. My, how times have changed!
I owned my own gunsmith shop in my home town of Las Vegas from 1960 to 1963. It was like having all the work a person could want. However, it was also working for minimum wage.
I then pursued a career in gaming for 25 years but I still had a love for beautiful wood. While working in the gaming industry, I continued to accumulate gunstock blanks. I realized that I wasn’t going to live long enough to make them all into beautiful gunstocks. Thus, a hobby has turned into a full time business.
In the press
On being certain: "If I tell you a chicken can pull a freight train, you better hitch 'em up!"
"Everything I have is for sale, except my wife and my dog. Sometimes I'm not too sure about the wife!"
"Choosing wood is like choosing a wife - Nobody should do it for you. The good news is that it's not as expensive when you make the wrong choice on wood."
"C'mon by, I'll have the trap set for ya."
"The beauty in wood and women is selective. When you were in high school, you thought you were dating the junior prom queen, but you buddies were laughing behind your back, saying she was really a drag queen. It all depends on how you look at it."
"Some people who claim to be wood experts think if you touch the sapwood on English Walnut, you'll get leprosy."