There was an old tobacco barn in the middle of a field on the farm where I grew up. My dad needed another barn in which to store hay after a bumper crop year. But the long abandoned barn had one problem–the roof leaked between the boards. Getting fresh cut bales of hay wet means it would rot before wintertime when our cows depended on it for food.
Luckily, my dad was an excellent carpenter. With a router and plane he turned the plain boards into ones with a tongue and grove. We removed the old...
Published on May 02, 2014 06:01