stones rounded by hand
chisel, strong back and sharp eyes
they call it “old school” 🦊❤️
My Grandfather Pete was a stonemason who was born in Italy. I remember him squatting on his haunches, bent over and holding heavy stones in one hand and his stone cutting hammer in the other as he chipped the stones into the required shapes. Despite his craftsman skills, he supported his family by working in a coal mine when safety was not a consideration. He did what he had to do. He was “old school” in many ways. 🦊❤️