I've had the singular pleasure—and honor—of spending a majority of my adult life in this crazy industry, and I have loved every bit of it.
My NRCA career has given me the opportunity to climb the Great Wall of China more than most Chinese; be on the Pentagon roof when it was still an FBI crime scene following the terrorist attacks of Sept. 11, 2001; and celebrate a birthday on the Volga River with a bunch of vodka-happy Russian roofing contractors. Who else can say that?
But more than experiences, my NRCA career has given me a couple of lifetimes full of friendships. The friendships I've made go beyond being work-related; they are deep and lasting. I began to realize it was time to move on when the grandchildren of the people I first worked with started to assume positions of leadership in the association.
For reasons that have never become entirely clear to me, the roofing industry attracts—and keeps—an amazing group of people. Some try to leave but inevitably return. I think the main reason is, at its core, the roofing industry captures the essence of American values.