Jack reveals his secrets:

Oh great Galoots:
I realized that I have forgotten my manners and failed to post a bio.
My name is John (Jack) Butkus and I am the product of three generations
of carpenters.  (There were a couple of farmers, toolmakers and
blacksmiths dangling from the family tree too.)  Unfortunately, despite
having sawdust in my veins, I became an architect rather than being
wise enough to apprentice under my father first.

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Hi, and a delayed welcome to the porch from a fellow architect (retired).

Much to my amazement, I found that my architectural thought mode gets in the 
way of successful woodworking projects.

To make proper drawings, you have to plan the darn thing town to a gnat's 
kneecap, and explain and dimension the he** out of it.

Much to my amazement, I found that successful projects resulted from making 
sketches, establishing the major dimensions and going cut-to-fit from there 
on.  I like this way best.

In retirement, I found its lots more fun to make my own stuff, than to tell 
others how to do it.

Welcome aboard.

Walt Cheever

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