After approximately a hundred hours of work, over about eight weeks, he has completed putting a plywood ceiling in his shop/garage. The old one was basically nonexistent--pieces of insulation nailed between the beams. Dust, insulation, and worse (think small animals) would filter down from the attic and make messes. So Mike decided to fix it.
Several times I went out and watched him at work. His high standards were amazing. He had to work around garage door hardware and openers, the attic door opening, wiring, light fixtures that needed replacing, and other obstacles. But every seam was perfectly straight, every screw placed equally distant apart, every piece cut perfectly. He used narrow pieces of wood as molding to finish the edges. It is a beautiful carpentry job--much neater and more precise than anything I would have done!--and I know he's glad it's done. So in the picture, look at the top--the beautiful new ceiling!
p.s. The boy is improving every day. It was a joy to see him get his guitar out today.
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