10/17/2026
Yesterday as I loaded the last piece of iron out of our Upton development the sound of leaves under foot gave me P.T.S.D. 7 years ago right now I was fighting for my life. Mentally shattered from Cancer, gutted from surgery, and depressed more than words can describe. My first few steps outside were in the fresh fallen leaves, a beautiful day like yesterday. Momma would make me get up and go down stairs. At first It would take me half the morning just to get down the stairs. Eventually I would make it out the door, then to the trailer sit on the fender for a rest. Let the sun hit my face, cry. Feel weak, hopeless, cry more, stagger back inside collapse from the struggle. If you had told me 7 years ago right now Id be loading the haul truck with Wyatt on our own lowbed I’d have laughed at you. Back then just the movement of the clouds overhead was too much for me. The point of all this is that courage comes through suffering, realizing that you can do anything if you actually try. After battling cancer, well just about anything is easier. Realizing with the right team, and a few good people behind you, having a few willing to take a chance on you, is all ya really need. And with thoes things basically anything is possible. Now, 7 years later I have a young dedicated team of absolute weapons. We learn every day, we accomplish new challenges and tasks. We don’t quit, rain, cold, heat, it doesn’t stop us. We fight and push and carry each other, lookout for each other. This chapter is a gift and Im so very grateful and proud to be a part of it. 7 years ago I was learning how to walk again, now were building roads. I cant wait to see what the next chapter brings…
