A Little Something About Memories, Metals, and Monograms! You know, there are some mornings when I wander into the workshop, coffee in hand, and the scent of freshly polished silver and a hint of something warm and metallic just hits me, and I cannot help but think about all the stories we help tell. It is a truly wonderful feeling, seeing the quiet hum of activity, the gentle glint of metal under the lamps, and knowing that each piece being worked on will soon hold a special place in someone's heart, a little tangible whisper of love or memory. Just last week, I was chatting with a chap who w...
