Twenty-five years old. At that age — despite my cocksure certainty about, well, most every subject that came up — it began to dawn on me that I probably didn't know nearly as much as I thought. Never so dumb as when we knew it all, a carpenter friend is fond of saying.
Fortunately, at JLC we don't have to know it all, as anyone who reads the monthly clarifications and corrections in our Letters column recognizes. From its beginnings as New England Builder, JLC has depended on the experience of its readers — builders, remodelers, and subcontractors of all stripes, making a living in one of the toughest but...
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