Author Archives: Frank

May 11. I know it is May 11th because my Glock calendar hanging on the wall in the bunkhouse says so. (Just a refresher – the bunkhouse was a 16×20′ building with a metal roof, nice windows, a french door and … Continue reading →

A couple of weeks ago, I was visiting a local “watering hole” that has some great bar-b-que. I was sitting at the counter when a fellow I barely knew came up and sat beside me. We started talking and he … Continue reading →

Across the drive from the front door of the bunkhouse is a huge oak tree. Huge. The diameter is about 36” with a circumference of __ (Fill in the blank)? See the end of the blog for the answer. Hanging … Continue reading →

“Outlaw” said the tattoo on Joe’s arm. Joe was the tow truck operator. He had a lot of tattoos. Jail tattoos, explained another of my workers we call Hobbit. “You can tell by the color of the ink.” Hobbit has … Continue reading →

The week between Christmas and New Year’s we reached a major milestone. All the logs, including the ridge pole are now in place! Amazing. So happy. Plus, I am able to successfully keep a pledge that I made to my … Continue reading →

 In the story, Lord of the Rings, the main characters are fleeing in a huge underground cavern from a fiery demon, Balrog. It a very dramatic scene the heroes run across a very high and very narrow rocky bridge with … Continue reading →

In Christendom, there is a hymn, “The Church’s One Foundation”. Its verses share how Christ, as the very foundation of the Christian church, will bring it through trials and tribulations to emerge triumphant (http://www.hymnsite.com/lyrics/umh545.sht). It demonstrates how important a good … Continue reading →

Ever have one of those days where everything seems to be just wrong? A couple of Saturdays ago, I scheduled a work detail that included two other workers and me. Our goal was to clear the building site of the … Continue reading →

Jesus Christ is my Lord and Master. I hope and pray for guidance in all I do that I might honor His name. The Erywilde project is my legacy to my children, grandchildren and hopefully many generations to come. But … Continue reading →

When Dad cuts down the chestnut tree, He’ll make such things for you and me… A rocking horse to ride all day A fort where all my soldiers stay. A wheelbarrow painted blue, A faithful duck on wheels for you. … Continue reading →