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🌟 The Smell of Fresh-Cut Pine and the Sound of Hammers: Where My Love for Building Began 🌟
Picture this: It’s the early '80s, and while most of my days revolved around being a normal kid—rushing to baseball practice, hanging out with friends, and enjoying summer freedom—I'd squeeze in part-time hours on the jobsite with my dad, a general contractor, heading out to build homes in the mountains of Colorado. I remember many things but one thing vividly about those days: how insanely fast my dad and his team of super carpenters were at hand-nailing 16d nails. They'd oc
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