Master,

     Forgive me for not being at your bedside when you left this world. We didn't finish our last conversation, and there was so much left to talk about, as always.

     Did I ever thank you enough for what you taught me, for the difference you made in my life?  Did I tell you that you were one of the greatest men I've ever known, and I loved you as much as I loved my own Father?

     I was so fortunate to inherit a portion of your wealth of knowledge and experience. You taught me not only how to work the metal, you taught me how to respect, and earn the respect of other people, how to make friends, and help others feel valuable and important. Our relationship was so precious, almost sacred --a relationship that can only develop between the Master and an apprentice.

     I wish we could have our last conversation.  I wish I could tell you:  Master, I treasure every moment of the time we've spent together.