THATS WHY I CALL HIM "THE POSTMAN"

Today was "barter" day for a lot of work at my house, in exchange for a hotel room in St. Louis, for Jim. This morning, as you know, there was a brutal storm and I figured Jim would not appear. There he was, drenched from his bike ride over to my home, sitting on my porch at 6:30 am. He trimmed trees, put down 9 yards of mulch and was still working when I dropped by and brought him a sandwich at lunch. My wife said she couldn't believe he showed up in this weather. My reply " That's why we call him The Postman". If you need any work done around your home send Jim an email at crowtrck5@gmail.com