My Grandpa Fred is an impressive guy.
He was raised by a butcher in a Czech neighborhood in Chicago before moving on to work in the meat industry.
There he advised companies like McDonalds and Arby's about the fat content in their Quarter Pounder or the amount of water in their roast beef.
The man was an expert in his field. And he still is (try his beef tenderloin and try to tell me that he doesn't know what he's doing).
But you can't work forever. And after he retired, he wasn't sure what to do.
Until he found woodworking, a craft that he dedicated himself to.
He learned everything he could, found like-minded retirees to join him, and eventually opened up a workshop for the local Kiwanis, where they work year-round to make toys for Children's Hospitals.
By taking up this hobby with such dedication and sharing it with his grandson, Big Fred instilled in me a respect for solid workmanship and the beauty of a natural woodgrain.
There, I took pictures of the old-timey toilets and spittoons that I liked. Among other things.
The Imperial Furniture Museum
It's full of installations revolving around the history and future of light design.
Oddly specific? I guess.
A subject matter that lends itself to some really creative objects? Definitely.