I have one more, true, story. This happens to be a guy, from Russia. He was my best friend but has moved to another state and we lost track of one another.
Anyway, in my 20's I worked for him for a while. He loved America. He said Russia never gave him opportunities to get rich, but in America if you worked hard, you could do it.
I asked him one day how he got started in construction building custom homes. He said he begged some religious people here in America, when he first got here to teach him, and allow him to work for them, to learn to build custom homes. I think they were Amish.
Anyway, he works very hard for them for several years. Finally, he tells them goodbye and thank you so much for your kindness. For helping me learn English and learn to build custom homes.
He moves far away from them. He has no money to speak of, and no jobs yet, and he has tools, but just the basics, no cranes, bulldozers ETC. Just tools and an old dump truck.
He starts looking for ads and notices an ad to tear down a house in a rich little city, named Mercer Island. He meets the owner, who wants this 3-story mansion torn down, so he can build a new home.
My friend wants to tear it down, and not destroy any of this old, hard lumber. He wants to use it to help build his first custom home which he will live in for a year, then sell it and build more houses.
The owner has no idea of his plans for the old lumber, he asks him you have tools and a dump truck, you have no crane to reach up high, nor a wrecking ball, how will you do this. My friend says "Please, allow me to do it. I will do a really good job". You can pay me half of what I originally bid on the house demolition. The owner says well OK.
The next day my friend starts. He goes up the huge spiral staircase to the third floor. The house is old, but well built, and massive. Lots of plaster, lots of stonework, its huge and he is all alone, no crew, just himself.
He tells me the first thing he did was cut a huge round hole in the first two floors. He started on the third floor and just started taking everything apart to get to the wood, all this stuff he them pushed, pulled, threw and broomed to the hole on the third floor, which fell thru the 2nd floor hole, and ended up on the first floor.
He pulled all the nails out of the wood and stacked it neatly outside. He filled the dump truck, many, many, times until he was all done.
And that is how he started his own small company to build custom homes.