Speaking of flashbacks of middle school… I grew up in the Shenandoah Valley in rural Virginia reluctantly holding ladders while “helping” my dad with projects either at his office or properties he was flipping at the time. If we’re being honest, I was only there because I wasn’t old enough to drive and he would buy me hot dogs, chips and a soda from Sheetz for lunch. Whether I chose to admit it at the time or not, a lot of that experience observing the techniques and tools used by my dad sunk in… but then sat dormant until I was in college. While taking a detour from my business degree at James Madison University, I quasi-pursued an art degree for a few semesters and ended up loving Industrial Design. It was there that I designed my first original piece of furniture: a collapsible wardrobe. With clothing safely on the shelves and hangers, a push on the sides made a 5 foot wide piece of furniture collapse down to a space saving 3 foot wide footprint. It still begrudgingly sits in the garage at my parent’s house a decade and a half later.