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| My dad was a farmer, and like many farmers, had those large, scarred hands. He had one scar that was across the back of his index and middle finger of his right hand. As I was working on ths piece, I came across an old, rusted nail, embedded in the wood. I cut the nail out, but, it left a mark in the wood. As it turned out, this mark is exactly where the scar on my dad's hands were. | ||||||||
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