Five years ago today, we were hot and sweaty working on the second floor shop, building custom windows as extra money to pay for our wedding.
We both worked all week, then spent entire weekends at the shop or doing installs in the sweltering Buffalo summers.
It was damn hard work, especially for me, the paper-pusher and book-reader, but we had such fun doing it.
We were lucky to be able to take on extra work together, and we jammed to music, and I learned A LOT. Jason was a patient teacher and I know more about restoring windows than any layperson has a right to.
