They told me last Friday. This is the end. Next fall, Room 104 won’t be a woodshop. They are auctioning off the lathes, the drill presses, and the bandsaws. They are replacing my sturdy oak workbenches with plastic tables, 3D printers, and Virtual Reality headsets. They call it the “Future Ready Innovation Hub.”
I call it a tragedy. We are forgetting continue reading …
