I Am My Father's Son...

This past week Linda and I spent time with my folks over near Black Mountain. Every time we go I realize all over again how much I love the same things as my dad. He always has a project list going, and this trip was no different. I love to tackle the larger projects with him, spending time with him and of course doing anything with tools. My stamina is improving and I was feeling good, so it was wonderful to be able to be outside in the mountains, using tools, and working on projects!

Here are some pictures showing how I spent some of my time:

Dad already had plans for a woodpile shed roof

James (Dad's workman) and I building the frame out of rough cut 2 x 6 s

Then adding the plywood, tar paper and corrugated aluminum.

 With a little leveling and post support, this project will be done.

I assisted dad with seeing why mom's range was overheating.

Hmmm...reading 344 degrees and set to 325 degrees

 Dad and I spending time outdoors walking on the property.

Dad hired a portable sawmill to cut up some lumber he had recently taken down.

I could watch them cut lumber all.day.long!

Beautiful, clear 12" wide hemlock boards over 12 foot long.

I am so blessed to be able to spend time with my dad. At 88 years of age, he is amazing in so many ways. My engineer's mind, love of projects, tools, and being outdoors enjoying the land, are all from him. Linda often catches me saying and doing things like him. When we work on projects together grunt language will suffice...no words needed. We just know what the other is thinking. Well, what should we expect as I am my father's son! He has been a hero and role model to me my whole life. Love you dad!