HE THOUGHT HE ERASED HIS SON BY BURNING EVERY POSSESSION HE OWNED BUT SIX YEARS LATER THE TRUTH IN THE MAILBOX LEFT HIM SPEECHLESS

I spent my days in demolition breathing in dust and debris and my nights in classrooms learning the technical skills of the trade. I framed houses in the bone chilling cold and patched leaking roofs under a merciless sun until my shoulders ached so badly I could barely lift my arms to eat. I kept my head down and my eyes open watching the masters continue reading …