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I was extremely fortunate to have access to a foundry in grad school.  Molding and casting my mother's hand a few years before she passed gave me lasting memories.  Due to Alzheimers, she didn't understand what I was doing in the mold process, but she knew she was helping me and that was enough.  I can look back at these pieces and see the arthritis and the years and remember her.

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