Dale Neese on mon 10 dec 01
When I was freshly out of college some time ago, I obtained my first =
pottery teaching job at an art center. I was eager to associate with =
many of my mentors that had been making clay years before me. I was =
invited to lunch to a potters home one summer day with several other =
clay people. The table was beautifully set with all kinds of pottery as =
you might imagine. In the kitchen I was helping bring in the food and =
noticed a handsome tall stoneware pitcher on the counter. Raising and =
turning it over to see the signature of the maker, I dumped the contents =
of the pitcher filled with ice tea on the floor in front of everyone. =
Man! I turned all shades of copper red!=20
Dale Tex
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