My reunion with wood

I never was an A student. Much of the time I was lucky if I got a B-. I can clearly remember the two classes I ever got A+'s in in high school: woodshop and philosophy. I loved woodshop. I went to an old quaker school that had a wonderful collection of old tools. There were these great big augers, huge hand saws and beautiful wooden planes at our disposal. I dont think any of us really knew how lucky we were. After graduating, I never worked in wood again until today. I had forgotten the joy of the smell and feel of wood. It was very exciting and I am anticipating some nice things to come from our reunion as well as a few blisters.