Back in college, my friends and I spent several Spring Breaks in the Dominican Republic. It became a tradition to buy these short necklaces of hematite barrel beads. Fool things kept breaking and I kept replacing them. Eventually, I’d go to (puzzled and bemused) jewelers, to re-string them. Further, it became a tradition for me to have them strung with 94 beads (for the year I met my wife). Last one broke last week, and I went in search of something with more longevity. That’s how I found Klee’s shop. Klee was a real Trooper about accommodating my daft specs. She went above & beyond to find the right beads to reach the right length, with warmth, diligence, and good humor. Now I have a lovingly crafted necklace, clasped by INSANELY powerful magnets (useful in themselves!). She’s just a Joy!!