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Parceing Nash
Well, as my more avid readers may have noticed, I fell a bit behind on my journalling for a couple weeks here. I spent a week and a half travelling and my first week back has been a hectic one. But I have a lot of stories to tell and pictures to share from my journeys, so I'm going to try to do a few entries a day to catch up. First, I want to start with an important event that happened in the East St. Tammany Habitat for Humanity family a bit before I left.
You may recall my mentioning Nash before (see entry from July 9). Well, all good things must come to an end, and we had to bid a sad goodbye to the Nate half of Nash, who is returning to architecture school in Buffalo. Our construction manager Rebecca tried to get him school credit for what he's doing here so he could stay a little longer, but despite her near-legendary powers of persuasion, the school reps appeared to be people of limited vision. In my opinion, every architect should have to do what Nate is doing here. Maybe then we'd all get along a little better on the jobsite. But I digress.
Nash, as I have come to know them, are an amazing team. Nate is solid, often quiet, but more often than not this is just because he is saving his words for just the right moment. He would be perfectly content to say two lines in a whole evening, if they were the _perfect_ lines. And often they are. He is very funny, thoughtful, and capable of getting along with pretty much anyone.
Here he is, in his free-standing mode.
Josh is intense, restless, bright, and comedic. He tends to need something to keep him occupied at all times or he will spiral quickly.
This shot elucidates his role as Nash's dark side.
Together, they are kind of like a team of antisuperheroes. Their chosen uniform, particularly on the arrival day of any new large group of volunteers, is a pair of matching shirts they made themselves using iron-on decals that read "Questions are Cool", dreamed up after the umpteenth time when a volunteer's jumping of the gun caused backward motion in construction rather than forward.
I can best sum up the impact of Nate's departure by three comments I found myself making one evening sitting out in front of Josh's trailer drinking a few beers with the crew in his last week here. "Nate, what are we going to do without you?" Then, realizing the greater seriousness of this next question, "What is _Josh_ going to do without you?" And then, the burning question that made both the previous questions pale utterly in comparison: "What are we going to do with Josh without you???!!!"
Before Nate rode off into the sunset, a few of us took a kayak trip down the Bogue Chitto river.
Left: Nash with Scott, our volunteer coordinator. Josh managed to capsize his kayak about 30 seconds into the ride. Like those sunglasses? Yeah, he did too. Unfortunately, this is the last time they were seen on his face. Right: Nash proudly display the impressive necktans they've achieved courtesy of Louisiana summer.
Well, as my more avid readers may have noticed, I fell a bit behind on my journalling for a couple weeks here. I spent a week and a half travelling and my first week back has been a hectic one. But I have a lot of stories to tell and pictures to share from my journeys, so I'm going to try to do a few entries a day to catch up. First, I want to start with an important event that happened in the East St. Tammany Habitat for Humanity family a bit before I left.
You may recall my mentioning Nash before (see entry from July 9). Well, all good things must come to an end, and we had to bid a sad goodbye to the Nate half of Nash, who is returning to architecture school in Buffalo. Our construction manager Rebecca tried to get him school credit for what he's doing here so he could stay a little longer, but despite her near-legendary powers of persuasion, the school reps appeared to be people of limited vision. In my opinion, every architect should have to do what Nate is doing here. Maybe then we'd all get along a little better on the jobsite. But I digress.
Nash, as I have come to know them, are an amazing team. Nate is solid, often quiet, but more often than not this is just because he is saving his words for just the right moment. He would be perfectly content to say two lines in a whole evening, if they were the _perfect_ lines. And often they are. He is very funny, thoughtful, and capable of getting along with pretty much anyone.
Here he is, in his free-standing mode.
Josh is intense, restless, bright, and comedic. He tends to need something to keep him occupied at all times or he will spiral quickly.
This shot elucidates his role as Nash's dark side.
Together, they are kind of like a team of antisuperheroes. Their chosen uniform, particularly on the arrival day of any new large group of volunteers, is a pair of matching shirts they made themselves using iron-on decals that read "Questions are Cool", dreamed up after the umpteenth time when a volunteer's jumping of the gun caused backward motion in construction rather than forward.
I can best sum up the impact of Nate's departure by three comments I found myself making one evening sitting out in front of Josh's trailer drinking a few beers with the crew in his last week here. "Nate, what are we going to do without you?" Then, realizing the greater seriousness of this next question, "What is _Josh_ going to do without you?" And then, the burning question that made both the previous questions pale utterly in comparison: "What are we going to do with Josh without you???!!!"
Before Nate rode off into the sunset, a few of us took a kayak trip down the Bogue Chitto river.
Left: Nash with Scott, our volunteer coordinator. Josh managed to capsize his kayak about 30 seconds into the ride. Like those sunglasses? Yeah, he did too. Unfortunately, this is the last time they were seen on his face. Right: Nash proudly display the impressive necktans they've achieved courtesy of Louisiana summer.
