Well, I made my rounds for the first day. I met all the crews and got some pyschedelic snapshots. There are three crews under my watchful gaze, the "Cinder Blockheads", the "Brush Bunch", and the "Brick Bats". The Brush Bunch and the Brick Bats are both on one house; one painting and one roofing, respectively. Meanwhile, the Cinder Blockheads are flyin solo.
I first visited the Brush Bunch and Brick Bats. (Which, by the way, is way too much alliteration for one house to withstand, I believe.)
Brush Bunch/Brick Bats
Some folks are shy. These fellas aren't. No sooner had I got out of my car I recieved a friendly, "Hey kid." It actually made me feel good, I haven't been called kid in a while, hehe. I was assured by the Brush Bunch that they weren't just sitting around but waiting for paint. I told I understood, I've been in that position before. I didn't get much face time with the Brick Bats, because those guys were up topside roofing their little hearts out. What troopers. They had been scraping all morning, which I know, is exhasusting and tedious work. A+ for stickin it out. I'm sure they got twice the amount done after I left, so I'm probably in for a nice surprise when I arrive tomorrow. Can't wait.
Cinder Blockheads
Last week when I was told that I would be following the Bonne Terre sites, I got the locations in mind and drove on over to find them. The first I found without much trouble. The other, I drove around for about 30 minutes and was pretty sure I had located it, but didn't see any materials. So I figured I'd be okay today when I went. Wrong. I drove around for about 15 minutes looking for the site. I backtracked, I made circles, I made u-turns and countless other illegal maneuvers. Finally I turned onto Olive Street to turn around again. And parked in front of me was a big white 15-passenger van. I suppose God figured I had drove around blind without any clue where I was long enough and pointed me in the right direction. Upon introducing myself and telling about what I'd be doing throughout the week, I was asked, "So you're a pretty important guy?" Naturally, me being my humble self, I smiled and replied, "Definitely." I watched the crew get up on the roof after taking a break and resume the large amount of work that they had gotten done before I had arrived. They were already rolling out tar paper, and it wasn't even lunch time yet. Hats off to you fellas.
Some folks are shy. These fellas aren't. No sooner had I got out of my car I recieved a friendly, "Hey kid." It actually made me feel good, I haven't been called kid in a while, hehe. I was assured by the Brush Bunch that they weren't just sitting around but waiting for paint. I told I understood, I've been in that position before. I didn't get much face time with the Brick Bats, because those guys were up topside roofing their little hearts out. What troopers. They had been scraping all morning, which I know, is exhasusting and tedious work. A+ for stickin it out. I'm sure they got twice the amount done after I left, so I'm probably in for a nice surprise when I arrive tomorrow. Can't wait.
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