Life in Oak Springs, the Homeplace
January 1999
This series of posts on each Friday, henceforth, moving forward during
2015 will continue the stories of “The Homeplace Saga” series of family saga,
historical fiction families in the area of Oak Springs following the novel
“Christmas at the Homeplace,” which ended as 1997 began. Earlier, we have seen
the community move from January 1997 through December 1998. We now move into
January of 1999, in novel format…
Episode 13 - Lori, from Chapter 7
Lori was on her way to a business appointment,
including supper, on Monday evening. The Jensen & Watkins Construction
Company office was only a few miles from the Homeplace Country Inn. As Lori
turned north on State Highway 37 from State Highway 24, she thought back to
what she knew of this company. Gary Jensen had been in residential construction
for more than ten years. He was in his early 70s, but still looked trim and
fit, with a well-trimmed mustache. He had been joined, about two years earlier,
by his nephew, Trace Watkins, who looked like he could be a son, in his early
thirties. Some people around town also compared him to Trace Atkins, the
country music singer, including Lori, who had met Atkins in a concert in LA.
Since Trace joined the firm, they had built an office and shop out on Highway
37 and expanded the type of work they took on.
Gary Jensen had a house back in the woods, over
a hill and behind the office, but Lori had never been there. Apparently Trace
lived there with him, as well. Lori had been to the office, before, and had
been impressed that they had built in a small kitchen and a stone pizza oven.
It appeared both men spent most evening going over plans and blueprints... and
eating pizza.
As she entered the office, Trace moved away from
the charts on the table he had been examining to greet her. Gary was taking the
pizza out of the oven. They each greeted her heartily, and offered her a choice
of drinks: beer, wine or soda. She chose Diet Coke, tonight, but welcomed the
choices. They sat at a table for four in the corner and enjoyed their pizza,
before getting to the work at hand.
Conversation ranged among their earlier life
experiences. Although they had met together on several occasions, they still
did not know that much about each of their backgrounds, and they were each
happy to respond to questions. Lori enjoyed talking about the people she spend
time with in Los Angeles when she wasn’t in the air as an airline flight
attendant. She also shared how much she liked to talk with passengers, on her
usual long flights, about their homes at either end of the flights. She had
learned that folks loved to talk about their home, their preferences and their
longings. Back home, she would share this information with her friends in the
residential development business. “Sure beats reading a magazine on those longs
trips,” she liked to say.
She learned that Trace was the son of Gary’s
sister up in the Kansas City Area. He had worked construction through a
combination of jobs since high school and classes at the local community
colleges in project management and construction techniques. He had been happy
to get away from the larger winter snows of the Kansas City area to the
somewhat milder climate of the Ozarks.
They each enjoyed hearing Gary’s stories of his
earlier years as an over-the-road long haul truck driver. They came with no
end, and he rarely repeated a story, very unusual in Lori’s experience. As
folks got older, they generally repeated stories, over and over. Gary didn’t
seem to do that. It made spending time with him very pleasant.
Eventually, they got around to their current project, the proposed "Homeplace Estates housing development. They talked in generalities, at first, and
then began to get into specifics on the latest updates to the concept plan.
They were soon circling the tables and drawing boards, looking at and asking
and answering questions about the specific details of each. They were looking
to build in as much flexibility as possible, without running up the costs too
much. Finding the best balance of type of housing units along with appropriate
activity sites was crucial.
[To be continued - next Friday]
"May
everyone have a homeplace, if only in your mind."
Dr.
Bill ;-)
An office with a kitchen and pizza oven, I want to work them :) As always have a great weekend Bill, looking forward to next week.
ReplyDeleteWhy not?! Sounds like a great place to work... if you don't have another life, that is! ;-)
DeleteFor many years I regretted not being a long-haul trucker....I smiled when I read that part. Knowing what I know now, about solitude not being my best friend, it's probably just as well I never made that dream come true. :) Anyway, I wish you a wonderful weekend, my friend.
ReplyDeleteExcellent comments. I've often thought of the long-haul trucker life... certainly not for me... but I think I could have done it, for a while, anyway!! ;-)
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