I have been infatuated with garages since my early teens. So much that I talked my Dad into building a two car (20x24) in our back yard when I was 17. Best learning experience ever. Mostly built by my teenage friends, my younger brother, myself and of course my Dad. It took us all summer, but we did it all, concrete to shingles. I remember cutting every rafter with a new Black & Decker circular saw that I bought just for the project.
After high school, then working full time I would almost always go straight to the garage and tinker until 10 or 10:30 every night. As a matter of fact, that garage is where I met my wife. She was tagging along with her girlfriend that was visiting a friend of mine who was building a sand rail in my garage. That was way back in 1981.
Since getting married, we've moved 3 times and built a new garage at each place. Square footage technically excludes myself as being one of "Us Little Guys" but trust me, I know all about working out in the elements.
You guys and gals that are toughing it out in tight spaces or even without shelter, have my deepest admiration.
John
