Preservation

That's right. Haven't seen the guy in years but this is all his handy work along with others. A writer for a paper that I read when I worked down town. I would walk from one job site to another. They had crazy parking regulations and I had to park my car 8 blocks from where I was working at the time. Restoring 100+ year old houses. One home I was lucky to work on had this amazing feel to it. The wall papers that were extracted from under layers of paint were so unique and personal. It was such tedious work to help restore all those ceiling mantles. The columns out side the house were on the lower porch level Ionic and the upper level were Corinthians. The Red paint in the Tobacco leaf's of the columns were so thick I had to use a process with a heated gun and dental tools to remove 100+ years of over painting to restore it to a natural eggshell white. Reconstructed together I was so amazed at how a simple restoration job became part of my own history as well. Walking daily from this job to my car to drive 58 miles home to the town I lived and go threw life's routine every day. I could always here the echo of the guides talking and their story's and accounts of the property's. Their was this one voice that would always catch my attention when I was walking. He gave a great presentation. I waved to this tour guide daily he waved back with a smile. Always from a distance a voice with out a face. I was covered in lime, mortar, paint, and solvents from the jobs.