Wood working is one of my favorite hobbies. However, wood is not cheap so I searched for a way to find lumber that people no longer need and just wanted gone. I posted a few adds advertising free haul away and clean up. This was a good and bad way of getting free lumber.
The good side is that I was getting some legit calls for good quality lumber from nearby home remodels and the ever growing construction sites popping up around where I live. The down side to this was it was all scrapes and nothing was really workable without piecing two or more pieces together. Another downside to the construction sites was that I had to haul away all the other stuff that goes with construction sites drywall, roofing and siding. After doing this for a couple of months with not great success I received a call from my mom and she told me that her neighbor Mary Ray came by the house and asked if I could cut a maple tree that had fallen from the storms of the previous week.
Without hesitation I told her I would and would be out there after church on the following Sunday. Mary Ray is one of the kindest ladies I’ve ever had the privilege of knowing. After my mom’s divorce Mary ray took care of me and my sisters when my mom worked late at the Hospital. That following Sunday I pulled in the driveway of Mary rays and she met me still all dolled up from church and gave me a big huge. The monster is around back as she laughed I followed her around the house and I had to take a step back when I saw the tree. Mary ray said her and her husband met under the tree and that’s why he built the house where he did. I could tell she was very upset seeing the tree that stood over her for her entire life laying lifeless all over her back yard.
Her Husband James pasted away two years ago and now knowing the Importance of this particular tree. I wanted to do something special for her. The cleanup of this tree was crazy I worked on it from two forty that afternoon till I ran out of sunlight and I only got half of the tree cut. With huge piles of wood. Enough that I wouldn’t have to scavenge the scrapes from construction sites for a couple of years. I just didn’t have anywhere to put it. I looked up some nearby storage facilities and found StorPlace self-storage and purchased a huge outside unit to keep the wood from rotting.
Now with all the wood I need I can concentrate on building Mary Ray a outdoor gazebo she loves gardening and I wanted to give her something that reminds her of James and brings her some comfort knowing that the tree that was huge part of her life is still with her just in a new form.