Yeah. I guess you’ll know for sure when you see 200 guys hanging out in your front yard.
: )
Finally one day they knocked on the door of the still very much a barn building....There were nine men and seven assorted vehicles.....The men were all standing in a row with tools and other various equipment in hand....When I came to the open loft, they sang (bending their knees to the beat of the music) “WE'RE THE TELEPHONE MEN.....”
Great group of guys, who stopped by regularly with friends and family to encourage and support my progress.
Yes, God did give me a stable for a new life!