Geraldine with her pottery & a paper box
“I touched my first piece of raw clay while working at the University of Washington Hospitals in Seattle, in the mid 1970’s. We were installing one of the first laboratory computer systems in the country and I had accrued way too much vacation time because of all the overtime. My boss and I compromised: I didn’t get to go away on vacation but I did get an afternoon off once a week to go to a pottery class. What a good deal that was!”
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