Not too long ago my cuz (who was attending college and is a pretty bright guy) decided to leave school early and start his own service business.  Now this did not go over well with many in the family because he’s always had very good grades and was expected to attend grad school and then go into some sort of white-collar desk monkey kind of work.  To compound the aggravation everyone soon learned that he was looking into how one might become a general contractor.

Now his decision didn’t bother me any.  Heck, a man should be allowed to do what he wants with his own life, and nothing wrong with becoming a contractor.  I hear good ones make decent many, anyway.  But some in the family like to look down their noses at the so-called “working class”.  So needless to say it’s been a rough road for my cuz, but he’s serious about it and has gotten me a little bit interested in the prospects as well.  It must be nice to be able to build something real that you can point to and say, “hey I did that”.  You build a house and it’s there for decades, maybe centuries.  It’s kind of like art in a way.

So I support him and wish him well in his contracting efforts.  May he be richly rewarded, and more importantly may he be happy.