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/ / / carpentry SADIE ​in the game, my specialty was carpentry ​my grandpa had been a luthier— ​so i modeled the master carpenter on him (grandfather appears, holding a hurdy-gurdy) GRANDFATHER ​i make mandolins ​cellos, dulcimers, and lutes ​i can turn a stick ​into a stirring alto flute ​i can make violas ​that sound really purdy ​and i can even make ​a very special hurdy-gurdy SADIE ​grandpa's hurdy-gurdy! ​this crazy violin-in-a-box— ​he kept it in the downstairs closet ​underneath some shoes ​he only brought it out ​when i was feeling kind of blue ​and every halloween ​he would let me turn the crank ​while he and grandma passed out ​brand new pennies from the bank ​my grandpa instilled in me ​a deep respect for wood GRANDFATHER ​remember sadie, we don't play the instrument ​the instrument plays us ​we are merely the vessels; ​the conduits through which the spirit of the wood chooses to ​sing SADIE ​sneaking in to grandpa's shed ​just to smell the wood; ​running my hand through the sawdust ​watching it sift through my fingers ​in the sunlight