I Cannot Get Enough Cast Iron

While I was at Woodcraft yesterday, I got a Mag-Switch featherboard. I got the pro version; some wood nut on the web said it was a better featherboard than the standard job, which has smaller magnets. Whatever. I didn’t want to buy twice, so I got the big one.

I tried it on the Powermatic 66 today. I wasn’t cutting; I had other stuff to do. But it’s very, very strong, so I think it will be a great tool. The guy at Woodcraft loves his. The great advantage of this thing is that you can put it anywhere on a cast iron table. No worrying about slots.

The Walker Turner band saw I was thinking about buying turned out to be sold. It was an old Craigslist ad that hadn’t been deleted. Bummer.

I think that if I can get my hands on a drill press, a band saw, and a decent sander, I’ll be able to do a few things. I could fake a lot of the band saw stuff with a jig saw.

I’m trying to summon the courage to go outside, joint a couple of two-by-threes with the router, clean up the edge of the cut I made in the end of the computer desk/router insert, and finish the extension on my saw. I think maybe I need a big piece of Costco beef first.

I have to have two long pieces of wood to run lengthwise under the insert, and I’ll have to have at least two going the other way, to eliminate sag.

The Ebay guys with the big Powermatic drill presses do not return messages, so they can take their tools and eat them as far as I’m concerned. A person who won’t tell you what he’s selling you deserves to go out of business. I think a Steel City is in my future. If I can find someone who will sell me one! I want to buy locally and save the enormous cost of residential delivery, but you have to beat people to get them off their rear ends to do business with you. In this economy, people like that will be the first ones to hit the bread lines. It’s going to be a real education for a lot of folks.

I think I need a Dynabrade air sander. In his box video, Doug Stowe uses a half-sheet finish sander turned upside-down. That does not seem like a great idea to me. And here I am, with compressed air to burn. On top of that, the Dynabrade will have a hundred feet of hose on it, so there’s no reason I can’t sand things in the yard. Forget dust collection. It lands where it lands.

My heart is broken over that Walker Turner saw. Where else am I going to find an Art Deco band saw? I could paint it yellow and purple and sell it on South Beach, to decorate a gay bar. It looks like something Batman would have had in his shop, back when Bob Kane was drawing him. Whoops, that goes back to the gay theme, doesn’t it?

Batman wasn’t really gay. He was just shy around girls. As all rich men should be.

Time for my pre-tool-session meal.

It Saws Wood & Will Also Serve as an Anchor for a Destroyer

Sorry I wandered off today. I visited the nearest Woodcraft store and asked about a Steel City drill press. The guys working there didn’t seem to know what to do. At first, they claimed they could order one. Then they said they couldn’t. Then they said they had to ask the boss. He’s on vacation.

Meanwhile, I looked at other stuff. I found some interesting band saws. The most intriguing: a 16″ Walker Turner which is still being used in a shop. Price: $500.

This is a really neat piece of equipment. Almost all of it is cast iron. The motor is small (3/4 HP), but people claim they will resaw up to 11 1/2″. If I got this thing and I decided I didn’t want to keep it, I could almost surely unload it for what I paid.

It could use some paint and TLC, however.

I also found a Jet 18″ saw for $549, but it’s a model nobody likes. The resaw height is not good, and people complained about the saws wobbling.

I might give that Walker Turner a try. I can probably dismantle it and shove it in the Explorer, but even if I can’t, I can rent a van for almost nothing. I’d have to drive eight hours, unfortunately. But then I am eccentric, so that’s not a deal-breaker.

Battle Ends

A while back, I posted a prayer request from a reader. His mother was coming to the end of her struggle with lung cancer, and he asked people to pray that the end would be easy. Here is an email I received yesterday:

Mom left us today @1:00. Please thank everyone at the blog for the prayers. A prayer that I don’t come apart at the seams would be nice. Thank you for any good thoughts my way.

I thought you would want to know.

Router Extension Ready

This is beyond amazing. I used my Powermatic 66.

After I got the splitter installed, I realized I had no choice but to go ahead with the router insert plan. I took apart my old computer desk and made sure there was no metal left in it. I made myself a featherboard. I realized I had no way to anchor the featherboard. I put the featherboard away. Then I sawed up the desktop.

Believe it or not, it is possible to cut a sheet of particle board five feet long and two and a half feet long, on a table saw with rails but no extension. The long cuts are easier, because you have less board hanging out over the empty space where the extension should be, but even the short cut is doable.

I remembered some of the stuff from Kelly Mehler’s video. Stand at the left rear corner of the sheet. Hmm…maybe that’s all I remembered. I tried his trick of using sawhorses as an outfeed table, but it was a colossal failure. I believe the problem is that the sawhorse brackets I bought are total garbage. The sawhorses refuse to stay open, and when you pry the legs apart, the brackets bend and give way. Useless. I should complain to Home Depot. I thought these things were a better deal than the premade plastic sawhorses, but I was severely wrong. I am going to buy some of those things even if they cost thirty bucks each. You really have to picture me, walking around the saw while the sawhorse folds up, trying to keep the desktop against the fence while preventing it from falling on the floor.

I did a practice short cut, which was perfect. Then I moved the fence and did the real cut, which was less than perfect. Doesn’t matter. I screwed up pretty badly, and the error is still probably less than a sixteenth. Who cares?

That Biesemeyer fence is really something. Old and beat-up as it is, it still seems to lock up completely squarely.

I have to mount some two-by-threes under the desktop so I’ll be able to attach it to the rails. After that, I’ll be sitting pretty. I’ll pop the router in and add some sort of adjustable support leg. Bang. Done. That will put me in a position to use the saw and router to make a real cabinet and extension. I didn’t realize how long the extension was; I should be able to create a very serviceable woodworking bench from it. It’s not the ideal workbench, but given my space problems, it will be a lifesaver.

The saw isn’t loud at all. I don’t know why I bother wearing ear protection. But the dust! It shoots straight up under my protective glasses. I guess I need goggles.

I tried a different blade. I’m not sure which one to use. It turns out I have more blades than I thought. Something like two dozen. I decided to try one that looked more “woody” than the others.

The splitter is wonderful. Kelly Mehler says to put them to the right of the blade, so they moosh the wood against the fence, and boy, is he right. It makes it a lot harder to slop the wood to the left. The flexibility of the splitter assures that the wood will fit between the fence and splitter, so that’s not an issue.

This is beautiful. This is a little piece of what I was hoping for when I bought tools. I had a whole bunch of problems today, and tools solved them. Tools really work, if you buy enough of them and make an effort to learn how to use them.

Think of all the stuff I had to do to get this thing running. Take it apart. Load it by myself. Unload it by myself. Put it together. Change the plug. Align everything. Lubricate the trunnion. Build a mobile base. Alter the dust collection connection. Fabricate a splitter. And here I am, sawing stuff up with very good precision.

I hope I continue to have success. It helps to pray every single time you do anything even slightly difficult.

Romanum Eunt Domum?

I cannot be stopped. I am the Tool King.

Today I decided to have another go at the table saw extension. I plan to saw up my half-done router table and turn it into an insert. Then when I get it working, I plan to use the saw and router to build a better insert and extension. To do this, I need to be able to saw a 30″ by 60″ piece of heavy particle board coated with melamine. I realize I could do this with a circular saw and something clamped to it as a guide. Just shut up about that, okay? I want to use a table saw.

I rolled the Powermatic 66 out, got the fence put on, made sawhorses (harder than it seems, because the sheet metal pieces have specs straight out of the Mexican Handbook of Metalworking Tolerances), and prepared to dismantle the router table. Then I realized I had no splitter.

Problem? Sure, for girly men like you. But not for me. After I finished crying, I went to the computer and learned that the Powermatic 66 has a bolt inside it, just waiting for a splitter. And I happened to have a piece of aluminum scrap in the garage, about an eighth of an inch thick!

Unfortunately, the aluminum had an angle in it, like angle iron, but I happen to have a pile of tools that will cut anything, so all I had to do was choose. Rotary tool? Dry cut saw? Hacksaw? In the end, I went with the grinder and my mighty 5″ vise. I sliced a nice piece out of the aluminum, and then I used a spade bit to enlarge an existing hole. Now I had a splitter with a bolt hole.

I was pretty happy to learn that spade bits cut aluminum. I had no fluted bits that big, and I was leery of using my pretty Forstners.

I cut and filed and cut and filed, and eventually, I had this:

Isn’t that beautiful? It’s not perfect, but I know exactly how to make a better one, and this one should work fine. I suppose I could even make one with pawls, if I were feeling manly. Maybe the bolt isn’t strong enough to withstand that, though.

People were giving me advice on blades. That’s one of the Corian blades I got with the saw. This is a phone photo, so it’s blurry, but maybe you can tell something about it.

Tool people, clue me in. I set this thing by eyeballing it; the bolt in the saw has a jam nut, and you can adjust it. Think that will be okay, or should I expect a board through the liver at any moment?

I figure the desk is a good thing to test it with, because it probably weighs 40 pounds, and I doubt even a 5-horsepower motor can throw that very hard. At least I hope not. I’m just guessing.

Let’s see if I can get that desk cut up.

Big Old Tools are Cheap

I still need a few basic tools in order to accomplish anything with wood. One of those tools is a drill press, although I have a Sears drill guide which may be useful for some jobs.

Here is an item which shows why a big shop (unlike mine) is good to have: CLICK.

That’s a Powermatic 1150 drill press. It has a 3/4 HP Baldor motor. It goes fast. It goes slow. It has a 6″ stroke. And look at the asking price: $650. And it’s within half a day’s drive. I don’t think it will work with 1-phase 220, but a new Ebay motor would not cost a whole lot.

There is a lot of stuff like this on the market right now. The beautiful 8″ Powermatic jointer I mentioned recently sold for much less than the cost of a crummy little Chinese job.

The drill press wouldn’t be a bad buy, if I had a place to put it. It’s a 15″ machine, but for some reason, it takes up a lot more room than a typical 17″ drill press.

The nice thing about old machines like this is that they don’t cost anything. You can buy them for X dollars and sell them for the same amount or more. A Steel City drill press would probably do more stuff, since it has a 17″ swing compared to this one’s 15″. But the minute I got a new Steel City drill press home, the value would drop from $500 to $350, and I could kiss the sales tax goodbye.

Maybe I’ll offer this guy $50.

You Will Pay in the End

I become more amazing every day.

I had three bolts broken off inside the wall of the tube on my table saw. How the previous owner managed to break them is a mystery. I had to get them out. I drove to Home Depot and bought an extractor.

I drilled a hole in the end of a bolt, planning to use the extractor. As soon as the bit went through (the bolt remnant was very short), the bolt popped through the bolt hole and disappeared. I guess it caught on the bit, and the bit turned it. Same thing happened on the second bold. On the third, I decided to be safe and use the extractor. I opened a hole, stuck the extractor in, started turning…and it snapped, leaving a piece of hard steel embedded in the bolt. Nice.

This is what I get for doing something right.

The great thing is, this gave me an opportunity to use my diamond rotary bits. I can’t remember how I ended up with them. Ebay, I guess. They’re for rotary tools like Dremels. I experimented with several, and finally, I found one I liked. I opened a nice big cavity in the bolt, hopefully with no extractor bits left in it, and I went to work with the drill again. Pretty soon the bolt disappeared, just like the others.

This is the beauty of having too many tools. You can almost always find something that will do what you want.

I got the saw set up (rails but no extension), and I tried a saw-calibrating method I had heard of. I crosscut a piece of wood with an X drawn on it, and then I mated up the sides, turned one piece over, and mated them again. The wood was about three inches across. I think there may be a tiny error of a small fraction of a millimeter, but it’s so small, I’m not sure. I put the pieces of wood together and checked them every way I could, using a square and straightedge. I noticed that the miter gauge from my Ridgid portable gave a better result than the nicer of the two gauges that came with the Powermatic 66. I guess it’s possible that the error came from the miter gauge.

The Corian blade made a very nice cut, but it seemed slow.

I was able to park the saw next to the wall with the rails on it, but I discovered that I was no longer able to open the car door. So things had to be reorganized. But now that the saw is on wheels, I don’t really care. Wheels seem to be the secret to successful small workshops.

Things are looking up. It’s pretty clear that I can put enough stuff out there to be able to tackle most problems and projects. I may even steal my cousin’s plans and build a cyclone.

What a Delightful Surprise

It turns out the guy who sold me the Powermatic 66 has a sense of humor.

I was trying to get the rails mounted. This should have been a ten-minute job, but I found rust and gunk on the tube, and I had to get it off. I started with a drill and wire wheel…then I remembered my GIGANTIC COMPRESSOR. I fired it up and appled the needle scaler. Unfortunately, it ate the paint pretty fast. So I finished up with sandpaper and the drill. I don’t care about the paint, because it’s going to have to be redone anyway. But I plan to use the saw before repainting, so I don’t want to mess it up more than necessary.

I got the tube cleaned up to where it was usable, and then I noticed three bolts, broken off inside the side of the tube. And of course, I had no extractors. So I had to hit Home Depot, just for the purpose of getting one. The assortment they had was lame, so I plan to root around on the web to see what else is out there. I bought one tiny extractor. It should do the job. Luckily, the bolts go into a hollow space, so if I can get them to turn in either direction, I’ll be fine. They’ll back out, or they’ll go forward and drop out inside the tube.

I saw a couple of bolt heads on the floor when I picked up the saw. Evidently, he had started dismantling it, but he hadn’t been able to finish. He didn’t say a thing about it. Maybe he was trying to take it apart so he could sell it to someone who would pay more.

I found out that the measuring tape on the tube can be replaced very easily. They cost twenty bucks, tops. So I may refinish the rails and tube eventually. Right now, I just want the saw to WORK.

They Need a Bath

Help me out, tool nuts.

The rails on my Powermatic 66 have a lot of rust and crud on them. It’s bad enough to make me worry that the fence’s accuracy will be affected. I started working on it with a wire wheel, but that’s pretty slow. And I had to be careful to avoid the paint.

I’m wondering if I should just strip it bare and repaint it. The paint looks bad, and it will be hard to clean off the rust and gunk without removing the paint. Problem: the tape-measure part does not come off, so I don’t know how to work around it, and I can’t figure out how to replace it if I strip the markings off of it.

I’m not sure what kind of paint to use, either. It would have to be very tough.

I could get some blasting media and a blaster and Northern Tool and give it hell.

What would you do?

Back to the Land of Barbecue and Bass Boats

As stated previously, I had to travel this weekend. Believe it or not, I went to Frostproof again!

Last week, we were not able to get my sister to go. During the week, she said she regretted missing the trip. On Friday, I realized there was no reason we couldn’t make a second trip. So I made the proposal, and my dad and my sister accepted, and off we went!

This was a better trip; my cousin Wade was there this time, so we got to visit.

I’ll show you a few things.

This is from the first trip, in December. It’s a purple gallinule. My cousin Peg took us down to a public dock, and she opened a bag of crackers, and this bird heard it and made a frantic dash for us. They like crackers.

Here are Gladys, my father, and Peg on the dock.

Here is Gladys, looking out over Lake Reedy. She was there about five minutes before she made some new friends and got into an animated conversation. Not bad for nearly 93.

Here are some shots from the second trip. First, Gladys’s Caddy. Note the Bush sticker.

Here’s a garage wall with a bunch of stuff from Kentucky on it. Cast iron, a wooden bowl, a butter churn, a washboard, and of course, Big Mouth Billy Bass.

I got some photos of my cousin Steve’s workshop. Here’s a dust collection cyclone he built himself. Wade was a little miffed because he didn’t get credit for the metal parts, which he put together for Steve.

This is Steve’s rotating table. You can see the miter saw on the top. On the bottom, there is a lathe.

Here’s the old drill press. He says he got it from a Montgomery Ward that closed. They were using it to drill bowling balls.

Here you see my dad, Gladys, and Wade.

Frostproof is a wonderful town, although the landscape is pretty scrubby. Central Florida is not a feast for the eyes. You can have a very nice yard or small farm, but big pieces of land tend to look dry and forlorn. If you go a little farther north in Florida, things look a lot better.

I asked Gladys about the churches up there. She attends a Baptist church, and she used to teach Sunday school for them. They bring her recordings of the services when she doesn’t feel like going. They have several other churches.

While we were at the dock a week ago, I found a stainless steel fish hook on the planks. At first, I didn’t think anything of it. Then I thought of the prayer Rick Wilkerson offered for my dad, the last time my sister were in his church. He prayed that God would put a hook in his jaw and bring him to church. And it occurred to me, how nice it would be to be drawn out of Miami and into a peaceful place like Frostproof, with nice people and lots of breathing room. I put the hook in my pocket and brought it home.

Here it is on the railing at the dock:

You will also see it on this blog’s header.

I have stuff to do. Enjoy your Monday.

Help me Park This Thing

Sorry about the hiatus yesterday. I had to do a little unexpected traveling. More about that when I am less pooped.

I want to announce that I got the mobile base for my giant Powermatic 66 saw finished. It was a pain, but I did it. I don’t just mean putting the frame together and adding wheels, which I already bragged about. Now I have the brakes and levelers on.

If you buy one of these things, do yourself a huge favor and find a way to hoist your saw and lower it into the base. It has a whole bunch of bolts that go into nuts which are on the inside of the frame, against the saw. It’s not easy getting them all installed and tightened. And when you get to the levelers, you will find that some of the holes you used for the structural bolts are really leveler holes (they don’t point this out in the instructions), so you have to take these bolts out with your saw sitting in the frame, and then you have to put the levelers in.

It is not fun.

Later this week, the planer will arrive. After that, I will have nearly no excuse for not building something. So you know what that means.

I’ll have to start working really hard on a new excuse.

I’ve been reading Doug Stowe’s Basic Box Making book. I am becoming a fan of this guy, the way teenage girls used to be fans of the Beatles.

All my Saw’s Base are Belong to Me

My saw has a mobile base! It’s incredible! I can push it around the garage, like a sweaty, angry tugboat mooring an aircraft carrier!

I got an HTC 3000 base for it. Now that I have seen how simple a saw base is, and how little steel it takes to hold a 700-pound object, I wish I had made a base from scratch. I could have done a better job. This one is generally okay, but it partially obstructs the dust collection hole, so if I want dust collection, I’m going to have to cut off a piece of the reducer I ordered to hook the saw up to the shop-vac. Maybe I’ll scrounge up some metal and weld up a base. I don’t need it, but that’s no excuse not to do it.

You would be surprised how easy it is to put a huge saw on a base without help. It’s pretty hard, but that’s easy, compared to impossible. And impossible is what I expected. You tilt the saw and put wood under it, and then you tilt it again to get the base between the wood and the saw. Then you put it all together, and you find a way to get the wood out.

I have a hoist, but I don’t trust it with this much weight.

I am now officially out of excuses for not using the saw. With the base working, I can put the rails on the saw, and that means I can put a router extension on it.

Could I be approaching the point where I actually DO something with tools?

I sure hope not.

Rule of Thumb: Keep it Away From the Blade

I am sitting here waiting for tool stuff to arrive.

I decided to get an HTC mobile base for my table saw, since it is unusable unless it can be rolled. It’s impossible to buy one around here without paying an arm and a leg, so I ordered it. Once I have it in hand, I can start putting the saw together in a usable configuration. After that, I can check to see how well it works.

I still don’t know how well the Corian blades will work on wood. Someone told me they might be slow because they have a “negative rake.” I suppose the only test is to throw a piece of wood on the table.

I should get off my butt and make some table inserts and a cover for the motor. To make the inserts, I’ll need a router bit with a bearing. I bought one to make a hole for my router lift, but the bearing has slid down the shaft, away from the cutting part of the bit. I can’t figure that out. Is that supposed to happen? Maybe it will still work if I jam the bit as far into the collet as possible, so the collet supports the bearing.

I don’t know what to make the motor cover from. I suppose a nice grade of plywood. I could use something cheap, but I’ll have to look at this thing every time I use the saw, so it would be nice if it looked good. I can slop some paint on it.

I read the most disturbing thing on a forum today. There was a thread about safety, and one guy said he had cut off five fingers, some more than once! I couldn’t believe it! I felt like posting a message, asking if maybe he was in the wrong line of work, but I was afraid he would be offended. You only have to cut off my fingers once to make me realize I’m doing something wrong.

I guess reattaching fingers must be a lot easier than it used to be.

The table saw/router project is going nowhere until that mobile base arrives. I feel like I’m frozen in carbonite.

But Not Two Mommies

I just got a wonderful report from Heather, whose mom needed prayer earlier today. God clearly came through, as he so often does:

Thank you everyone for lifting mom up in prayer. God is AWESOME(but we already knew that)!
The prayers were successful, the doctors were successful in inserting the stents in the urethra’s from the kidneys to the bladder!
She is by no means finished but I feel such a victory with this success! I was pretty distraught this morning when Dr. Grimm wasn’t able to initially place the stents.
Next Friday they want a full body PET SCAN, to determine if the cancer has spread anywhere. They are talking about maybe releasing her Monday.
Thank you all and God Bless you all!
Love & HUGS,
Heather

It’s funny; God gives us what we ask very often, but most prayers are for small things, and when we need things that are really important, we can forget his faithfulness in spite of our success with the little prayers. The more important the need, the easier it is to feel doubt. So it’s that much better when you get what you ask for.

And it’s Time-Sensitive

First up, a prayer request. Fellow blogger Heather says her mother Penny has been diagnosed with cervical cancer, and it’s pretty far along. It is considered inoperable because surgery may damage her kidneys. The doctors believe they can cure it with radiation. Right now they are performing procedures to open up the connections between her kidneys and bladder. They tried this morning and failed; they are trying again at 1:00 p.m. I believe that’s Eastern time.

Heather says: “I am asking for your help in praying and asking that the Lord shrinks this tumor away from the kidneys & bladder.”

Prayer for healing works. There is no doubt about it. I am aware that there a lot of failure stories out there, but there are also a lot of legitimate successes, and I have experienced healing, personally. So I hope you will take a minute to consider Penny’s plight. You might also pray that her relationship with God would be deepened and strengthened, and that he help her turn to him and serve him. Prayers are most effective when coupled with a turn toward God.

It’s funny, I was busy with my unusually late morning prayer and study, and although I don’t like interrupting that, I felt like coming in here and checking my email. And there I saw Heather’s request. I’ll be going back to my personal business as soon as I post this.

I have a product to recommend. You may be tired of hearing about my sister and me, but I have to tell you, she has turned out to be like a buried treasure chest. All I hoped for was a relationship and a turn to God, but she keeps providing me with unexpected blessings, like the incredible Bible software she got me.

A couple of days ago, she dropped off a Wayne Cochran CD. Like most charismatics, he is very big on memorizing and claiming the promises of the Bible. Sometimes they go overboard on this, but there is no doubt whatsoever that it works. He has created a package of CDs, in which he reads selected verses, with music in the background. He repeats them over and over. The idea is that you play these things in the background while you live your life, and it soaks into you.

I ripped the CD to my MP3 player and gave it a try last night. It’s fantastic. Much better than I expected. If you can listen to this stuff and not feel powerful and full of faith at the end, there is something wrong with you.

I tend to be suspicious of things like this, because they generally cost a fair amount, and I am leery of Christian products where the profit motive seems too prominent, and I would be afraid of giving people the impression that having material like this playing in the background has a magical effect that allows you to receive blessings with no effort. Prayer wheels don’t work. But it has turned out to be a very helpful product, so I can’t criticize it at all. You can find these things at Voice for Jesus.

I am considering asking if I can send a couple of these to Mish Weiss and Leah Friedman. As you probably know, they both have severe medical problems. This stuff is all Old Testament (at least the disk I listened to), so I don’t foresee any problems over the Christian aspect.

Here’s some weird news. A few days back, Rich Wilkerson’s Trinity Church sent me a card promoting their “My 40-Day Challenge” event. They are helping people make changes in their lives for the New Year. You can see the promotional website here.

Shortly afterward, I got a call from my sister. She has decided to quit smoking, as of yesterday. I can’t tell you what great news this is. We have had so many cancer deaths, and apart from that, smoking creates a lot of friction. It’s irritating, riding in a car with someone who has to have the windows open even when it rains. The smell on a person’s belongings and clothing is very hard to tolerate. And smokers inconvenience people all the time, going to buy cigarettes or insisting on taking breaks to feed their addiction. Also, my sister has hopes of finding a husband, and smoking makes that much harder. Truthfully, a cigarette in a woman’s hand is like a flag that says, “Don’t marry me.”

I told her about the card. I don’t know if she’ll make any use of it.

Yesterday, I was IMing with Aaron, and we were talking about religion, and on his own, he mentioned a bit of rabbinical wisdom. I may be distorting it. I believe he said they believed that if you can make a change for the better and hold onto it for 40 days, it will become permanent.

Of course, I had not mentioned Rich Wilkerson. So I was all freaked out. I think I’ll tell my sister.

Wilkerson seems to have gotten the 40-day concept from Jesus’s fast in the desert, although I suppose he might be familiar with the Jewish reference Aaron cited.

That’s it. I’m posting so you will have time to help Heather’s mom.