One Carpenter Spent His Savings to Keep Five Young Siblings in His Woodshop

a bundle of cedar shingles.

“Hold your arms up,” I told him.

He obeyed without speaking, his small chest rising as I pulled the gray straps over his shoulders and clicked the heavy plastic buckle into place.

I moved to the next seat, checking the tension of the harness with my thumb. Eli stood by the bumper, watching my hands work.

“Do continue reading …