Story of a Stone Mason
I'm reading my grandfather's autobiography (unedited) and am very moved. He was a stone mason who built the house I grew up in and several others, on a small estate overlooking the mountains of Snowdonia, North Wales. He worked on countless sites and buildings, bridges, and towers; building stone walls, fixing up churches, you name it. One of his jobs was on parts of Caernarfon castle during the Investiture of Prince Charles. He was a talented slate carver, and on the walls of our family homes are poems, englynion, and even a bust of Dafydd Y Garreg Wen - all beautifully carved in slate by my taid. Reading this puts things in perspective - even if money and materials are scarce, with determination, knowledge, skill and hard work you can create wonders.