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We recently moved into a neighborhood where I don’t have to do any yard work – or brickwork.
Ever since my days co-founding the Buckhead Bricklayers, I’ve built a wall or terrace at each house I’ve lived in – including a walkway at my college fraternity the week Elvis Presley died. Returning for a reunion last weekend, I noticed the mortar needs freshening, though the bricks – including one that was actually fired by Thomas Jefferson’s slaves – are holding up well on the UVA grounds.
Suppose I’ll have to buy new some new tools and make a visit back to Charlottesville this fall.