The Break of a Lifetime

As an 18 year old in London who sidetracked a college entrance for a quick adventure, I realized that there might in fact be something to this framebuilding thing. After a half year there, I could imagine a life in the trade. Here’s a letter I wrote to my mom. Did I write really the words, “…and I think that coming here was the break of a lifetime.”? The note is about setting the table for whatever might come next. There’s no better investment for the future than the support and positive reinforcement a child gets from his mother. I was in England on my own, working for free, and lived with the Witcomb family. The other boy I mention is Peter. I guess I was wrong about his long term interest in the trade. We’ve remained great pals ever since we met in Deptford atmo. PS I wonder if I could get anything for this since it does have my autograph. Hmmm…