This picture reminded me of my last trip to Cocoa Beach with my parents. On the way down, I asked my dad about how glass was made. During our trip, we went to downtown Cocoa to the dinky flea market they have there. My dad, ever the connoisseur of fine books, found this little “How Stuff Works” book. But it was a small book; specialized, yet random. Inside the book was a little article on how glass was made. We both found it neat that I’d just asked about that very subject.
I would’ve actually read the article, but I was ready to get out of that damn flea market.