There is an older gentleman who lives not to far from me at Shawshank. I see him everyday working in his garage. Curious as to what he was working on, I decided to walk over and start up a chat. He showed me a wagon wheel he was making out of some synthetic material he gets at LowEs. He carves and shapes them, adds paint and after making the wagon, ends up with a rather authentic looking covered wagon. His name is Heintz and he has lived here some 20 years and he is Swiss. He talked in a heavy European accent, guttural and gruff. He told me to follow him into his house, and with some reservation I followed. I don't know why I was apprehensive, how many serial killers come from Switzerland?
Inside, I was shown two very large houses looking very much like chalets from his native country. They were very ornate, well, done and quite colorful.
Inside he had made drapes and furniture. Even the windows go up and down.
It's nothing I'd particularly want in my house but I know many people get off on this sort of thing.
Heintz even makes small pieces like this cupboard. The doors work and is quite nice.
Heintz was quite camera shy. I imagined him being an old Nazi turned to making children's toys and couldn't risk the exposure. Here he is in mid Heil Hitler salute, them remembered himself and started scratching his head.
Actually, I should be ashamed making up stories about this nice gentleman who was so proud of his work that he invited me into his home to show it off. Me and my imagination. Anyway, thanks Heintz for showing me your beautiful work and you should be proud.
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