First Day of Construction

Construction started around 6 am. Large pile drivers were pounding 30 foot telephone poles in the ground. By looking at the blueprint, there were 32 pilings that need to be into the ground before our footings could be poured.
Long, long day. People standing around anticipating the frenzy of constuction about to begin. How appropriate that the church we are building stands right across from Lafeyette #2 cemetary. As the church's dream of a new beginning becomes apparent, it is almost as if the parishoners of the cemetary lie in wait of the rebirth as well.
Walking into the old church gave you a sense of excitment, there was an old
tamborine with rusted clackers. A glass chaliss set nearby the tamborine,
the glass filled half full with a very discolored water. Maybe from many rainstorms that had filtered through the dilapidated roof. The iron bars on the front door were swung wide open, still inviting all to come. The heavy equipment approached, very prehistoric like. Take down that church screamed Ty. In a few minutes in was over, a pile of dusty molded walls that once was God's house.
Work continued all through the night, a cold night, as a matter of fact, the coldest night of the year. Our drinks were slushies, it began to snow at one point, but the workers carry on unaffected by the elements, the sun came out bright and early, a much welcomed sight, just seeing the sun makes you feel warm even though the temperature is the same.

Russ Klintworth
Simmons Homes