Two moments that were "interesting"
Lowest: When Living in the Osaka area of Japan (14 years there) A Japanese man knocked on my garage door one day as I was using a router. He said: I heard a router, and knew that you were a woodworker. (At that time there were not a lot of routers or router bits in Japan for commercial-home use). I was fluent in Japanese but on a rare occasion I would meet someone who was difficult to understand. He was. We talked as best as we could and he wanted to see my woodworking tools. I showed him my tools and some of my woodworking. After meeting him on three more occasions over the next few months, something just didn't add up. Finally I met his wife and I asked her, "What does he do?" She: "He is an art professor at a university in Osaka." Then I went to his house a few blocks away as was blown away at the elaborate, beautiful and artistic wood work in their house. THEN he was gone for a week and came back and asked me to read and translate into English a letter that Sam Maloof had written to him personally and signed in his (Maloof's) book as a gift to my Japanese acquaintance. (Look Sam Maloof's name up and his work). I felt terrible about what I had shown this man. I was in the presence of a master craftsman bar none and didn't know it. I later took part of a tour doing a minor bit of translation that the Japanese man put on for American master craftsmen.
Part 2, About 8 years ago, I was asked to make a 3ft tall cross that would stand on its own for a lady to use in her missions talks. I was not given but a couple of days. My wife is the one who told her I would before she asked me. I grumbled but did it, complained that I did not have the time to do it properly, but I made it out of walnut from a tree that I played under as a kid. Well, within a month it was placed on the communion table and is still there. People still ask me how I made one with joints so precise.