“Today is a good day for building on Earth. Yup, haven’t been home since my last vacation!” Ann smiled and landed her TRIXY. “Good girl! Such a smooth landing."
A new building went up overnight at the corner of 35th and Corner Street. I don’t mean it seemed like overnight because it was a quick schedule. There literally was not a building there yesterday when I went home, but today there is.
“I’m getting too old for this,” or so goes the daily ritual at the start of every shift. Since the normal 24-hour cycle is meaningless here, that happens once every 18 hours.
My company has modeled and strategized about the Western U.S. Control Headquarters project until I can see the whole project in mind—without any digital assistance.
Today’s visit is to one of Brad’s favorites of all the buildings he has ever designed. He remembers when the customer came in, anxious about having a building no one has ever been in before. That definitely threw down the gauntlet for his design team. And like the brilliant staff they are, they all came through.
As he was driving to work, John sippied at a cup of coffee and wondered what the day would bring. So much had changed in his 40-plus year career in construction that it kept him constantly wondering what would change his ‘normal’ this year.
There was a certain solitude in the site. Teri felt it penetrate her like the cold. The mound held many questions for her, and not only for her, but for all who had visited it—in the recent past as well as in ancient times. Who built the mound?
It was dusk. The 31-foot sloop cut silently southward through the smooth Hudson River on New York City’s west side. Joe Barone sat at the wheel and let the breeze sift through his silver-flecked hair on this balmy August evening.
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