The other day I was reminiscing about my grand parents. They were dairy farmers and each summer I'd stay on the farm and help with chores. My Granddad is the one who planted the epoxy seed in the fertile mind of a young boy. He would occasionally fix things that needed fixin' and I would watch as he mixed the tiny amounts of five minute epoxy.
Ever since then I have been utterly fascinated by adhesives, but especially epoxy. Like my Grandfather before me, I mostly repaired things for my wife who is profoundly efficient at breaking said things. About 15 years ago we moved to the country and my wife asked me to make something to cover the well head. My wife Heather loves birds so a birdbath quickly came to mind. Several other projects have followed but I'm always reminded of my Grandfather who planted the seed and my wife who watered it. RM

Ever since then I have been utterly fascinated by adhesives, but especially epoxy. Like my Grandfather before me, I mostly repaired things for my wife who is profoundly efficient at breaking said things. About 15 years ago we moved to the country and my wife asked me to make something to cover the well head. My wife Heather loves birds so a birdbath quickly came to mind. Several other projects have followed but I'm always reminded of my Grandfather who planted the seed and my wife who watered it. RM
