I write you from my motel room here in Charlotte, NC. I arrived this afternoon from Charlestown, SC after spending the last three plus days installing a cement paver patio. From quiet despair on Saturday afternoon to complete
joy Sunday morning. As I posted on my blog page, this gig was all about timing. Both for Griff, the young man who hired me but especially for the Juanjohn!
On Saturday late afternoon I was ready to bolt for North Carolina as I weathered the heat in
a Greenville public park. I figured then that Charlotte, my next stop, was just across the border in North Carolina and if need be, I would have to cross back over later. I checked the CL in Charleston and responded to an ad for paver work. As I sat
in my truck ready to head north, Griff answered my email. I asked him for a few more details about the job and sent him some pictures of my work. He responded positively and I bolted instead south, back again to Columbia, half way there in case things didn't
Once I arrived in Columbia, I ate while I waited for his response to my quote. We decided to meet early Sunday in Charleston, 110 miles away, and I headed south once more, this time for the coast! I was ecstatic about the opportunity, but
still a little nervous. The old 'one in the hand, two in the bush' theory. I got in town too late to camp and too broke to get a room, so once again I slept in my vehicle at a local truck stop.
At seven thirty in the morning I arrived at the address
he sent me. Griff and his dog, Walter, greeted me and he showed me the task. We came to an agreement and shook hands to seal the deal, the old fashion way. I asked him for a few bucks of earnest money, to rent a campsite and he agreed. I went to set up my
tent and returned to start the job that same afternoon.
Griff had nearly 500 sqft of stones to install on site and everything I needed to finish the already started gig. The home is in the Ashley district of this historic city. The yard was completely
covered by a huge pecan tree and other smaller varieties that provided plenty of shade for me the next three days. Once again the heat was my biggest obstacle as I drank gallons upon gallons of liquids to fight off the dehydration and cramps. Griff helped
me remove some dirt that first day and bought me lunch a couple of days there after. A kind and well appreciated gesture.
Once again I was blessed with being hired by such a humble and greatful person. Griff, a tall, single and handsome young
man with a cool and down to earth personally, let me have full control of the project. I guess my work did my talking for me after that first day. He kept stating how fortunate he felt that we were able to make contact, and I kept assuring him that the
fortunate one was yours truly! He rescued me from not only the stress and struggle of finding just the right job, but also from the parking lots and public parks that I have made my new home for the forseeable future.
In the end, Griff was satisfied
with the outcome and paid me the agreed wages along with a tip for gas. On top of that, he gifted me a super expensive six foot level! What a great kid! His parents should be proud of such a fine human being. I will never lose hope in people. There are plenty
of good folks everywhere.
One of the greatest and most satisfying aspects of my journey has to be the continuing line of new friends I am meeting at every stop. I may not ever see Griff again, but now I have a good friend here in the beautiful city
of Charleston, and you can believe that if Griff is ever in the AZ, he has a friend in me.
Now Charlotte and North Carolina are next.