I started doing this kind of work when I was a very young boy. I believe I was about 11 or 12 the first time I went to work with my dad and grandfather. I will admit that I didn’t do much back then, other than watch and ask a bunch of questions. Most of the questions were whether we were almost done yet, or was it lunch time yet! Mostly I remember my father and grandfather answering me by saying, “pay attention”…. And now, many decades later, I am so grateful I listened and that I paid attention. My dad also used to be fond of saying how great this country is, “You can be anything you want to be. You just have to put your blinders on and go get it.” With this thought festering in the back of my mind, in the early 1990’s I decided to go back to night school to become a lawyer. Yes, an attorney. I am a duly licensed member of the Bar Association of the states of Florida and Massachusetts. I practiced Real Estate Law and Estate Planning, as well as worked for a large corporation during the initial 10 years of my licensure…

And then, one day, I was sitting at my desk and I said to myself, “I really miss working with my hands and pounding nails….” So, I walked away from the practice of law, jumped back into my work truck, and have been happy as a clam  ever since…. I guess it’s true that you never really understand how much you miss something, until you stop doing it…. My grandmother used to say “stay in school”. My grandfather always said “never sell your tools, as someone will always need a pair of steps…” They were both right. Now, I am in my sixties, (did I say that out loud?) and I enjoy the heck out of what I do every day. It is a challenge, it has great variety, and I meet nice, new people, all the time.