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When I was a senior in high school, a photo of a young woman from a neighboring town appeared as the centerfold in a popular men's magazine, and a discussion took place among some of my schoolmates who had been friendly with her.
For twenty-five years I worked in my studio in Stony Point, New York, with an oil downdraft kiln which had forty five feet of packing space. For the last ten years of that time I fired mainly the forty cubic foot, natural gas salt kiln I had built.