After the gravel was layed down the single-wide unit was delivered. This afforded Bill and Dave the opportunity to get into a more spacious situation. For three-months they lived with limited conveniences but the whole time kept the goal in mind: They were building a home. Everything else was a temporary inconvenience.
One-hundred and fifty feet away the Quonset hut looms. It commands the mountains from different points and roadways. If you drive up land to the east around the golfing grounds (that are now unavailable for golfing), the Quonset hut is visible. It stares back at the distances with a firm position in the White Mountains that changes little. Except for tumbleweed that coasts in the spring winds, all else is somewhat predictable; that is until the builders of the hut or what Bill likes to call the "Maxwell Hanger," began.