From left to right - me, Marsha, Phillip. Our construction crew varied. Phillip helped us a lot and he's in most of these pictures because he owned a camera. The pictures were taken on the days my niece also helped. She was the photographer. We were very proud of this wall. Those are 2x8 studs and the wall was heavy. We thought it might just topple over the side as we stood it upright.
My Daddy-in-law (Noble) came by every few days to see how we were doing. At this point he ask what I was going to cut the rafters on. I replied a 12/12. He said it looks like they'll miss by five feet. I was worried. But I was hoping that after Pythagoras being right for two thousand years, I was not about to prove him wrong. When the day came to cut the rafters and put them up, Noble said he would help. He wasn't a helper. He was the main guy. When we slid the first two rafters up and into place there was a gap you could slide your hand through. I was sick. Noble said, "aw, they are cut right. As long as they are, there's that much bow in the timber." As I've said before, he was a big man. He grabbed one of the rafters in each hand, pulled them together and said, "NAIL!"
Phillip and me putting sheathing on the back wall.
Marsha and me putting on the shingles. The roof was steeper than it looks in the picture. The toe board was the only thing keeping us from sliding off.
Here I had put some of the windows in. My work was willy nilly sometimes...
It is sheathed in 1/2 inch plywood with 3/4 inch styrofoam on top of that. I put tar paper on top of that and we lived in it for a few years before the vinyl siding was added.
I believe this was taken in the Summer not long before we moved in. It was a shell. We wanted to get into it before our son started school.
Marsha, me and Jay in our living room.
View of the second floor and a bit of the third floor from the bar area in the kitchen. As you can see it is still unfinished but Marsha seems okay with that.
This was taken several years later. I think the house was finished at this point.
Marsha and me. I think this was taken about the same time as the one with us in the kitchen. The paintings behind us are a couple I did during the time I fancied myself an artist.
I did get Marsha's okay to post the pictures with her in them. She said it was fine as long as people knew she was no longer available for contract work.
Per Phillip's suggestion in comments. I think I took this picture last Winter.