An old friend and a compactor

On Thursday, Heath got a little help from an old friend.

By old I mean they go way back, not old as having to do with age.

Because this friend is not old. He's the same age as Heath.

But I guess if you think Heath is old, like Cash does, then I guess maybe this friend is old, too.

Here is Heath's old friend, and my new(er) friend (since I've only known him about six years). Did I mention they grew up as neighbors swinging across a creek from an old rope?


Yeah, they go that far back.


Thanks, DT. With your help, the slab was ready to pour on Friday.