One Christmas Eve, I was told, certain payments due did not mature, and grandfather found himself unable to pay his men's wages. At that time the daily fare of the village was home-cured bacon: and when it was suggested that, for the family Christmas dinner, a piece of fresh meat should be brought from the butcher, he forbade it, on the principle that such a luxury was inconsistent with the non-payment of wages. And on that Christmas day the family sat down to nothing more than the everyday bacon.
Walter Rose, The Village Carpenter, 1937
This December I listed every step in making a guitar and identified every tool for each step.
I inventoried all of my tools and discovered more tools are needed to increase my efficiency, efficiency increases speed, speed means I make more guitars for sale, which means more money to pay off the mortgage.
I searched and searched tool catalogs, websites and at last I found every needed tool.
The list is a long one, but Santa, today when I was walking through the beautiful forest and all the snow that has graced these Rocky Mountains these last two weeks, I realized what it is I want most for Christmas.
What I want for Christmas is...
Peace on Earth, goodwill to men.
Please exchange all those gifts for me and my wife for love, cheer and kindness and deliver those three things to everyone in the world.
Thank you, Santa!
Say "Hi!" to Mrs. Santa and your hard working elves.
The heater in the horses' water tank is on and I opened up several bales of alfalfa hay for your reindeer!
MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE!
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