I have a man from Jamaica who is in his late 70s or early 80s. He is totally blind. When he first came to turn, he was so excited he could hardly speak. All his life, his favorite hobby was woodworking, and he had not been able to do it at all since losing his sight.
After he turned his first pen, he was in tears. He told me I had given him back something he thought he had lost forever. Yesterday he completed his fifteenth pen and next he wants to make five letter openers and three pen stands with matching pens.
His wife who is sighted, comes with him every time and she cuts blanks, drills, tubes and mills them while he is turning. I talked to her yesterday, and she is going to learn to turn so she can be a trainer.
Money can't buy that kind of joy.