Next month, I will celebrate the beginning of my 48th year of working in art glass.
Fresh out of college with a degree in sociology, I knew that I wanted to be self-employed, have my own product, and be compensated in relation to the effort I put into my career. My philosophy was that one should work and make the money needed to live the life one desires, balanced with the freedom to enjoy life’s other pleasures. I also knew I would never be happy in a structured work environment, following someone else’s direction.
In June of 1972, I drove my 1962 VW bus to Whittemore-Durgin Stained Glass Supplies, in Rockland, Massachusetts to purchase some sheets of stained glass, foil, lead came and solder to begin my journey. I remember sleeping in my bus to save every penny I could to buy my first supplies. Those of you who know me, know I’m a rather “thrifty” fellow.
Literally starting on the kitchen table, I made hanging apples, pears, cherries and chickens that stood on one leg, selling them at craft fairs and gift shops by the dozens. I was one happy fellow, finally free of what everyone else wanted me to do and heading down my own self-directed path.
This is Sue, my first wife, showing off my creations. The most tolerant and supportive woman a fellow could ever hope for.