deWitt Construction Inc.

Well, the party's over. The men started a job in Seattle. No more playing around all day with me and reading books with heaping cups of tea. They get up way before the sun gets up and take the 6am ferry to the other side. It is an all deWitt affair including Uncle Nicky and Great? Uncle Victor who I call No-No-No. This is what it looks like to work for deWitt construction: My dad heaving heavy things all around and my Grandpoop standing nearby with one hand on his hip, biting his bottom lip, looking intensely at nothing: