The year was 1996. I was eleven years old. My best friend's name was Amanda. Her dad built firetrucks for a living. My mom, a professional tapestry weaver, had been looking to build a professional-quality, portable loom for her own use and asked Amanda's dad for help. They spent many hours in his garage tinkering with plumbing and firetruck parts until finally the very first Mirrix Loom was born.