Chris was referred to us by David, the man who sold us the bunk house. When I first spoke to Chris, I thought he was young and David spoke of him as young. All our contact was via phone or e mail so today was actually the first time I had seen him for any length of time in person. Carpenters are interesting these days. Almost always they wear long hair and are skinny, possibly because they smoke. And tattoos are everywhere. They look like they could not do a lick of work. But that image would be wrong. Chris is not really young. His 12 year old son was with him today, the youngest of three children. And he works hard.
He installed all the interior wood and trim in the bunkhouse, before it was delivered. He did a great job, so we asked him to install shelves and a skirt in the bunkhouse. Today he was here ready to work before we got up. Now it is closer to being lived in. He hung the towel racks and pegs too. I am always so impressed when a person comes in and sets to work and gets it all done. Tomorrow he will return as the vanity sink broke when Pat our electrician stepped on a corner. Never judge a book from the cover would be the rule with a carpenter. Chris is a good carpenter and he works hard. Hats off to all carpenters, who actually know how to do something.
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