I took the class again second semester. I still had to make bullocks for the cart. My father suggested that you should do bullocks as well. Bullocks were not easy to make. I also ended up making solid bullocks. So they are really heavy. Also this semester was a trying time emotionally. My father was undergoing dialysis and he was not doing very well. In April he was really sick. I did show him the completed bullocks in wax. But he never got to see them in metal. In between my class I visited him in India during his last days. Somehow I managed to complete the bullocks in time by the end of the semester. The cart is in memory of my father whom I called "Baba".
