When the next crew showed up to put in the utilities, OS (Other Son, who built our house) was on hand the majority of the day as well. As a "GC" (General Contractor and owns his own business), he has several jobs going on simultaneously and we are always happy to feed him and whoever else is here.
The night before, the Pres had made the most delicious crock pot of beef stew for us so as we handed out bowls of stew with warm sliced Italian bread to "the boys."
I handed OS a leftover sausage, cheese, pepper and onion sandwich wrapped in a paper towel....our idea of "to go" as he headed out the door toward his truck.
About twenty minutes later, he was back in the kitchen pointing to the stew telling me he was told to come in and get some. Filling his bowl and slicing him some bread, I followed him outside. I'll clean up the kitchen later, I thought.
Sitting in the grass with Copper in my lap, I watched and listened as the trench was dug from the well to the hydrant and connected. Then the trench to the house with the Pres drilling all the holes through the basement walls to run the conduit for the electric.
It was, I believe, during that process when I heard Darryl say, "Longhair, did you get the connector, elbow and coupling we need?"
Longhair? Who in Heaven's name are they talking too? I thought.
So, in my illustrious wisdom, I said, "Did I just hear you call OS Longhair?"
After backfilling the trench, the crew grated the area around the garage, leveling the three truckloads of processed gravel for the driveway and parking area near the garage.
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