My love of Stained Glass

I fell in love with making stained glass from the first moment I picked up a piece of the glass and started cutting it. It was in the back of a small stained glass shop named "A Touch of Glass" in Memphis, Tn. I took classes there every Tuesday night for years until the internet finally drove them out of business. I really miss those classes. Everyone was working on different projects, and the owner always had a solution to your probems. When I needed that certain piece of glass, I just went up front and chose what I wanted from his stock. Now I have to gamble on getting the right color and texture from looking at a picture over the internet. Most of the time I am disappointed when I get the piece in the mail. And can you believe it, the closest stained glass shop to me now is in Jackson, Tenn. Pretty far from me even as the crow flies. I wish someone around here would open up another store. Hobby Lobby only sells small pieces in pitiful colors.
Well, that's my one and only waa, waa, poor me story for the month!