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June 12, 2009
I had a short, but sweet conversation with a man who pours basements tonight at the contractor desk. He was a tall, blonde and muscular version of Peter Pan with a couple of ridges funning down the length of his nose. He had an excellent profile.
"What are you using all that fence for?" I asked while the lift trucks blew fumes through the air and beeped.
He explained it was for his grandma.
"I also pour basements and repair leaks."
"You should have seen my old basement--there were leaks in all four walls. Pulte's work." He laughed sourly, smiling.