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Circle of Life
In the mid 1800's, a newborn of the Cherokee nation was left on the doorstep of a Virginia family home. They took him in and raised him as their son. The boy grew up to have a son of his own who honored his father by becoming a master woodworker turning what the land provided into functional works of art. By the summer of 1930, his reputation as a furniture maker had grown along with his shop in the barn out back. Sadly that summer, a fire in a nearby field destroyed the workshop. Few pieces were saved, and even fewer remain today. Yet, even as a fire consumes a forest, it also replenishes it. The circle of life continues. Local businessmen and bankers offered the loans necessary to rebuild the workshop. During the rebuilding, he would often take his meals in the shop and even slept many a night on a palette in the loft during the warm summer evenings. In 1952 at the age of 65, Joseph E. Hodges died in his workshop doing what he loved. The few pieces of his craft which survive today are highly prized as antique collectables, but he left behind something much more valuable. My mother. Today, I honor my mother, my grandfather, and my great grandfather by continuing the tradition of turning what the land provides into functional works of art. It is my sincere wish the offerings presented on these pages will become family treasures passed down through future generations. If you'd like to contact me, I'd love to hear from you. You can send me an e-mail, drop me a letter, or give me a phone call, but most likely, you will find me in my barn turned workshop out back; having the time of my life. May God bless, Richard FountainCityFurniture P.O. Box 1630 Fortson, Ga. 31808 Richard@FCFpens.com (706)322-8105

Circle of Life

In the mid 1800's, a newborn of the Cherokee nation
was left on the doorstep of a Virginia family home.
They took him in and raised him as their son.

The boy grew up to have a son of his own
who honored his father by becoming a master woodworker
turning what the land provided into functional works of art.

By the summer of 1930, his reputation as a furniture maker
had grown along with his shop in the barn out back.
Sadly that summer, a fire in a nearby field destroyed the workshop.
Few pieces were saved, and even fewer remain today.

Yet, even as a fire consumes a forest, it also replenishes it.
The circle of life continues.

Local businessmen and bankers offered the loans necessary to rebuild the workshop.
During the rebuilding, he would often take his meals in the shop
and even slept many a night on a palette in the loft
during the warm summer evenings.

In 1952 at the age of 65, Joseph E. Hodges died in his workshop doing what he loved.
The few pieces of his craft which survive today are highly prized
as antique collectables, but he left behind something much more valuable.
My mother.

Today, I honor my mother, my grandfather, and my great grandfather
by continuing the tradition of turning what the land provides
into functional works of art. It is my sincere wish the offerings
presented on these pages will become family treasures
passed down through future generations.

If you'd like to contact me, I'd love to hear from you.
You can send me an e-mail, drop me a letter, or give me a phone call,
but most likely, you will find me in my barn turned workshop out back;
having the time of my life.

May God bless,
Richard

FountainCityFurniture
P.O. Box 1630
Fortson, Ga.
31808

Richard@FCFpens.com
(706)322-8105

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