I’m so tired. My old body is wearing out. I’m old. While the old cowboy rides away into the sunset, it’s time for me to take another look at my life. My health is failing. My Primary Care doctor sat about 6” from my nose last year and told me to either quit my fiber tool business or just to put my affairs in order. I listened and set into motion Changing Gears. Cat is dealing with a serious health issue. I work far too much, too long, too often. I’m not a cowboy but I’m going to spend more time looking at sunsets in lieu of paying attention to fabricating fiber tools.
Therefore, I am going to really retire – and limit my activities in my shops to fun stuff like bowls, boxes, welded sculptures, even kid’s toys. My long and exceptionally intense career making fiber tools is almost over. Mid-year is my goal to sell out of all the looms and tools. If they sell out sooner, it’s the better for me. Almost everything right now is in good stock. There are only about a dozen exotic #6 looms right now, but I’ll be making runs of both those looms and #6 intermediates. Just today I completed 650 of the 5” flat needles. Two days ago I finished oiling 100 Walnut and 300 BEM #6 original looms. There are several very large orders I’ve accepted – and will be making those in the next few weeks. I hope to cease production by the middle of April.
No big sales are planned at this time, but who knows? A few dealers will be offered deals to buy all that are left of a few tools. Dealers are invited to request runs of anything in my price list – if possible I’ll accept them, but it all depends on a multitude of issues.
I’ve not advertised anything at all, but a few shops have coincidentally approached me about buying my business. One is an outstanding candidate and nearby. I’d love for my business to continue, though not as “Hokett Would Work”. If anything comes of this situation, I’ll announce it here……
I’ve absolutely loved the almost 25 years of producing high quality fiber tools. I’ve not sold anything that I was aware that was not just right. A few other tool makers and several dealers have gone out of their way to impune my practices or abilities. Many makers have attempted to copy my work, but it seems no one can do them justice. One dealer in particular took me for thousands and refuses to pay for what she owes. I’d bet that she was the little fat girl who is still angry that she was not chosen to be a cheerleader in high school. As a man of honor, I’ll wish her well, though through teeth tightly clenched. I’ve never ever taken advantage of anyone and never will, but she might break her leg when she’s running around the yard tonight barking. People take credit for tools that Cat and I designed. How can people such as these look in the mirror while they brush their teeth? A few people have ordered tools and equipment, promising to pay, then skipping out just like the little fat rejected cheerleader.
I will continue to do the very best I can, but with not so long hours, without any priorities, without any urgency. It bothers me that this transition is much later than it should have been. But, Cat and I will really enjoy taking more frequent drives in the Corvette, the old ’41 Ford pickup, and watching sunsets with our little Pepper dog. I honestly wish every person well. Unfortunately so many people are incapable of being “good people”. I’m not quitting – just changing horses and gears.
Thankfully and Respectfully,