John built this addition...fitted with Antique Architecture...{massive...architecture...I might add...that I harvested, throughout the Mid-West} with 16 foot ceilings...all ....pretty much, alone.... I think the only saw he ever used, was an ancient SKIL Saw...with a dull...smokey blade..scaffolding, that would sway around...{yeeeesh!} a rickety old aluminum ladder... and...Lots of Carpenter Angels...I swear! He scared me to death.... I'd be holding on to the ladder... or hanging over the balcony...trying to steady the scaffolding...begging...{well... in a calm...reasonable tone....{begging never works....}trying to persuade him to get down.... wait for help...{real help...I'm not good with heights...my palms are sweating now...just thinking about it...I will climb... but....no likey!} {my palms were sweating...profusely...just watching him....} and then, he'd order me OUT!!!!! The smoke, that came off that old saw, is a scent, that will live with me, forever....I know there was a Hand of God, in the making of this room... so much of it is Church related...He calls himself a "Wood Butcher"...I think he's...amazing....but...needs to stick to wood....and not extremities...