From the Workshop to the Keyboard

From the Workshop to the Keyboard: Why I’m Starting This New Journey

For my entire life, I've been a student of the world, constantly seeking out new challenges that lie well outside my comfort zone. My education didn't come from a single institution, but from a lifelong series of apprenticeships, and in many cases necessity, each one pushing me to learn and master a new craft. From the quiet discipline of a carpenter's workshop to the complex problem-solving of a locksmith and the meticulous detail of an electrician, I've always been driven by the desire to build and create. Now, I’ve added a keyboard to my toolbox to embark on my newest and most ambitious project yet: becoming an author. This isn’t a step into a new career; it’s the continuation of a lifelong journey, and I’m inviting you to come along for the ride.

The Lessons from My Dads Tool Box.

My journey as a student of life began not in a classroom, but in a driveway in the heart of central KY. My very first memory of my dad building anything was a storage shed just days after we moved into a house he & my mom had just bought. I can still remember the raw scent of the freshly cut lumber and the rhythmic sound of his hammer. It was a simple, humble project, but it taught me a fundamental lesson about hard work and the dignity of a job well done. When I was just 12 years old, I lost him, but the simple lessons like measure twice and cut once still resonate today in my mind & in everything i do. That memory remains a legacy, a tangible link to a man I barely had time to know. I went to Vocational school not just to learn a skill that my dad began to teach me, but to honor his memory and complete a journey he started. Earning my certification was a pivotal moment, a testament to the discipline and dedication I learned from his example. It taught me that with a little grit and the courage to take on a challenge, you can build something lasting—a lesson I carry with me to every new project, including this one.