When I was growing up, I remember going with my grandfather to my many aunt’s and uncle’s houses. There always seemed to be a variety of construction projects that were going on at one time or another. The whole family would show up to help. Everyone helped everyone.  All of the men in my family also seemed to know a lot about construction. It was almost instinctive. They knew how to pour concrete and how to drive a nail into a two-by-four. It was as natural to them as the birds flying south for the winter. My grandfather built his own house. That left a big impression on me as a boy. I still bring it up to people occasionally. He wasn’t in construction and I thought that it was amazing that he actually built his own home!
 

Fast Forward to the summer of 1990: My family was in the market for a new storage shed. We didn’t want a metal shed. We wanted one made out of wood that looked like a barn. We found the perfect shed advertised at 84 Lumber. It was wood with a shingled roof that looked like Mr. Ed could have lived in it. It was perfect and we were excited! So off we went to 84 Lumber to make the purchase.