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Klaus to his parents. Joe to the rest of us. And no ordinary Joe indeed. February 27 marks the too early passing of Klaus Joseph Best. He will be deeply missed by many.
Joe came to me in response to a yard work ad. Not sure if I should hide the kids or my liquor, instead I gave him a one day try out. Four years later, I find it hard to imagine a work day without him.
Together we built the spirit trail to the waterfall. The next summer we built a stone cabin. Joe found a picture in a fancy magazine and was proud to see his rock work was equal. Indeed, it was better.
He had my back during the house project and looked forward to the day he could just show up to mow the yard. As money ran low, Joe would often say he would work for free just to make sure it got done.
And now he is going to have to work for free. ‘Cause I still need him on the job and I don’t know how to pay him in heaven.
We will miss the German Chocolate cakes he baked for our family. His devotion and loyalty never wavered. Joe was an irascible son-of-a-bitch and never politically correct. But we loved him for his honesty and, of course, his weather channel updates.
Today, the world lost one of the good guys.
Steve
The electrician forgot to schedule the inspection. Then we find out inspections aren’t regular anymore with all the layoffs. Then we finally get inspected, but don’t pass. So the sheetrocker was delayed, which I suppose excused the plumber for not getting his work done on time.
But then the electrical inspector showed back up early and passed us. So, the sheetrocker juggled projects and got things going.
Meanwhile my pet project has been the theatre room where you can’t see the speakers, but you can see the stars! The little LED lights randomly blink on and off.
Since we had to supplement the insulation, we made a grid over the dining room. Wait ‘till you see the tin ceiling Debbie picked out!
Course, if the economy continues south, we’ll be eating out of tin cans
Steve
The fireplace masons delivered on the promise to have a fire by valentine day. It was a nice surprise for Debbie. Romance in the dust!
The kids expressed their individual personalities painting out the three garage locker rooms.
Steve
The inside rockwork in the stairway is nearly done. Buried behind is one of the leaks that hopefully is never to be seen again.
Joe doubts my low voltage wiring expertise as we string more and more cable of varying colors, thicknesses and codes. Riser, plenum, Cat this dog that. All will be forgotten if only the systems all work.
The pictured wall in the movie room has been primed and is ready for paint. Hidden behind are three large speakers. Its not what you see, its what you hear!
The County accepted my argument on the R-value of earth over the roof. Even so, we are insulating the sheet metal and exposed concrete wherever possible. Even in a warm room, the metal stayed cold to the touch. Better safe, then drafty.
Fireplace guys are reaching their own peak of sorts. Glad I didn’t pay for the fireplace by the pound.
Steve
In keeping with the goal of less too clean, we opted for a built-in speaker system from Stealth Acoustics. More then built-in, when done it is invisible. No grill. They get dry walled flush and then painted same as the wall.
Course that means they sit kinda deep in the wall. And with concrete walls, well . . . I guess that is what rotohammers are for.
Snow Creek Wall as seen from our property. And Snow Creek Wall as seen in the face of our Rumford fireplace.
Steve
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