Fifteen came to share this joy with me. Fifteen men left their lives on hold, left family, friends, stress and cares, jobs and all to share in this great joy with me. The shackles of modernity thrown aside for a while, they reached with smiling gusto to grasp and wield razor sharp axes saws and chisels.
Drawn together under a goal, as men have been forever, the sights and sounds of city life were replaced with the chop of the axe, the swish of the saw and the thud of the mallet. One man a plumber, an engineer, a scientist, here and now, all a timberwright, a rough carpenter, a pioneer.
What a great and profound joy to share with such men! What honor they do me, to learn together, to teach and listen and grow as men, to share the joy of the tools, the great pleasure in the joining of wood to wood in lovely wholesome unity!
What a shock to stand amongst men of like mind, to share ideals, and goals and oneness of being in so complete and richly rewarding an endeavor as putting up a structure with our own hands, well carved with sharp hand tools!
Fifteen men came to build and learn, and left me with the greatest honor to have known them, and spent a while in each others shade.