The Wormlips Scrapbook

It’s Halloween at the construction site. Here are M and Dan: Ever good-natured Robert agrees to model my new foam-rubber Elvis wig. (There was a photo of me doing same, but my eyes were closed and my mouth was open, so the picture is history.) But here: I’ll put up a Halloween picture of me [...]

The concrete truck arrives on a Monday morning. Vidal gives the sign that he’s ready for the pour to begin. Once the stuff starts flowing, the hose springs to life like a great-granddaddy anaconda. Vidal levels the first swath. Robert takes the next turn at pouring… …and signals when it’s time to pause the flow. [...]

After a bunch of digging, the site was ready for the house-lifters who arrived with a flatbed truck loaded with 6- by 6-inch and bigger wooden beams. The men hauled scores of these honkers into the backyard… …tossing them around with such ease you’d think they (the logs; not the men) were hollow. Then the [...]