As a very young boy in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula in the late 1930s
I knew an elderly gentleman who had been a fur trader. He always
wore a turquoise and silver bracelet he had received as a gift from
an indian friend from his trading days. He wore it to his grave.
Since then I have had a strong liking for turquoise. In the late
sixties I saw lots of turquoise I couldn’t afford but it occurred to
me It couldn’t be that hard to make. Took a correspondence course in
silversmithing, bought tools, equipment and books and pretty much
learned the rest through practice, trial and error. Still learning.
Jerry in Kodiak