I have always envied and admired craftsmen like you, who had the satisfaction of leaving behind monuments to your skill. I had no skill but writing. I couldn't pound a nail straight but I could hammer words together with meaning an clarity, and I enjoyed a life of doing that--and still do, now on Substack. Thanks for this reflection.
I love your story Dave, as a third generation bricklayer I also like the satisfaction you get from a job done with creative dedication. I drive by many jobs I’ve worked on with family members and point out i did that , they say yah that’s nice , nobody appreciates craftsmanship like the bricklayer that creates it. It’s good to see that you’re still out there showing the youngins’ how to do it
Mike, we both, along with Junior worked on many interesting jobs together. Sadly, I'm the only one on the job who remembers Junior. As you can imagine, Scottie and I have really slowed down. One more year for me and Scottie sooner. We need to get together, and give my best to Andrew and your family. And thanks for reading my stuff. You know where I'm coming from. Take care.
I love the tales about Junior we both could tell hundreds of stories about him, my favorite is the time you and he were riding together and he heard a noise in his engine, when he got home he took the motor out fix it put it back in the ranchero and drove to work the next day, what a guy, you got to love him.
Thank you David, Great piece. I never knew that story about the freemasons—I knew there had to be a connection but I’d never heard it. It’s pretty funny we have been waiting our whole lives to have our work automated and we’re still waiting.
I love what you posted here, David, as well as what you did with your life.
I say this as a man who has worked and still does work wearing a suit and tie to my office and to court and having no physical place to go stand and actually see with my eyes what i have done with my career.
I have always envied and admired craftsmen like you, who had the satisfaction of leaving behind monuments to your skill. I had no skill but writing. I couldn't pound a nail straight but I could hammer words together with meaning an clarity, and I enjoyed a life of doing that--and still do, now on Substack. Thanks for this reflection.
I love your story Dave, as a third generation bricklayer I also like the satisfaction you get from a job done with creative dedication. I drive by many jobs I’ve worked on with family members and point out i did that , they say yah that’s nice , nobody appreciates craftsmanship like the bricklayer that creates it. It’s good to see that you’re still out there showing the youngins’ how to do it
Mike, we both, along with Junior worked on many interesting jobs together. Sadly, I'm the only one on the job who remembers Junior. As you can imagine, Scottie and I have really slowed down. One more year for me and Scottie sooner. We need to get together, and give my best to Andrew and your family. And thanks for reading my stuff. You know where I'm coming from. Take care.
I love the tales about Junior we both could tell hundreds of stories about him, my favorite is the time you and he were riding together and he heard a noise in his engine, when he got home he took the motor out fix it put it back in the ranchero and drove to work the next day, what a guy, you got to love him.
Thank you David, Great piece. I never knew that story about the freemasons—I knew there had to be a connection but I’d never heard it. It’s pretty funny we have been waiting our whole lives to have our work automated and we’re still waiting.
I love what you posted here, David, as well as what you did with your life.
I say this as a man who has worked and still does work wearing a suit and tie to my office and to court and having no physical place to go stand and actually see with my eyes what i have done with my career.