Posted 21 December 2016 at 8:38 PM | Comments (0)
It wasn’t easy to find a mason. With so few brick houses in this town, all we could find were masons who worked on chimneys. Even our contractor, with something like thirty years of local experience, didn’t know a mason.
Eventually we found one, and I think he is legitimate because the house is still standing. We affectionately call him Matt the mason. If the house collapses, I will call him Matt the marauder.
With that… our kids are ready for their egress window.