Now, this isn't a sturdy old 100-year-old barn with huge timbers in it for strength. It started life as a garage, somewhere in Grandview, Missouri, I believe. Cliff used the roof rafters from an old two-car garage for the roof of the main, middle part of this barn. At the time I had the bright idea that we should just put the roof on the poles of the future barn, and as we got money, we could buy the tin for the roof and add the sides. After about three years of that roof on poles standing out there, useless (although we did get the metal roof on it), we used a credit card and finished the rest of the walls; bad move on our part. The side "lean-to's" were added later on, at different times.
The grandson could probably have built a new pole barn almost as cheaply as he fixed up this one, but he wanted it to remain like Cliff built it. Believe me, his work was cut out for him. Nobody else would have wanted to fix that old thing, but he wanted it to always be Grandpa's barn. He was in for some unpleasant surprises. Once they took off the boards on the front, they found a lot of the wood behind those front panels were also rotten and had to be replaced. More work!
I continued fixing meals for Cliff and Arick through this Saturday. Now Arick is back to work so maybe he can get some rest from his "vacation".
We had a nice relaxing Sunday; Rachel's family came over, including some grandkids, and we had a nice visit and watched the kids being toted around on the bucket of Cliff's tractor and learning how to drive the side-by-side.