The Landing
Working on another project while my daughter and her honey were away on vacation, the Pres knocked out the new landing like it was nothing.
In a nutshell, he removed the old 4'x4' landing, pulled the stairs out toward the driveway, dug and put in new pylons before building a new 6'x10' landing.
Of course, I only went the last morning when he went to put on the spindles and for the final inspection.
Well, it came out AWESOME (except for the one flaw I found) and the following day, when the kids got home, the enlarged space made carrying in their luggage much easier.
While he worked on the landing, I weeded their side bed. However, our time was limited that day and soon it was time to hit the road and head home.
When we went through one of the small towns on our way home, we hit "the light" just right. It seemed that for months, "the light" was always green and I could never get a good look at the name and phone number I so desperately wanted!
But that morning was different. "The light" was red enabling me to finally jot the number and name down.
Calling a few days later, I introduced myself telling him that we would soon be in RI again and asked if we could stop in for a visit. A soft spoken man , who sounded like such a compassionate and caring man, he told me to just give him a jingle when we passed through as he was only 3 minutes away from "the light." After I hung up, I just knew he was going to be as awesome in person as he was on the phone.
In a nutshell, he removed the old 4'x4' landing, pulled the stairs out toward the driveway, dug and put in new pylons before building a new 6'x10' landing.
Of course, I only went the last morning when he went to put on the spindles and for the final inspection.
Well, it came out AWESOME (except for the one flaw I found) and the following day, when the kids got home, the enlarged space made carrying in their luggage much easier.
While he worked on the landing, I weeded their side bed. However, our time was limited that day and soon it was time to hit the road and head home.
When we went through one of the small towns on our way home, we hit "the light" just right. It seemed that for months, "the light" was always green and I could never get a good look at the name and phone number I so desperately wanted!
But that morning was different. "The light" was red enabling me to finally jot the number and name down.
Calling a few days later, I introduced myself telling him that we would soon be in RI again and asked if we could stop in for a visit. A soft spoken man , who sounded like such a compassionate and caring man, he told me to just give him a jingle when we passed through as he was only 3 minutes away from "the light." After I hung up, I just knew he was going to be as awesome in person as he was on the phone.
to be continued...
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The Landing
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