Where would Dorothy be without the Tinman?
Unfortunately and just prior to this Halloween, I had broken my tailbone and sprained my wrist when I caught my high heel in a gap on my brother's driveway. After a VEERRRY LOONGGG ride home from Denver in my dad's Buick and a trip to the ER, I started on the Tinman the next day. It goes without saying that sewing on silver pleather (and finishing Dorothy & the Cowardly Lion) with a broken tailbone and sprained wrist made for a interesting and memorable Halloween that year.
I've got to admit - one smile from the Tinman made it all worthwhile! The thing is . . . the Tinman always had a heart! Who needs a wizard?!?