Piggy-Backing

The Bolan family has owned the place across the street from us for about forty years.  They were here when we bought the old Boggy Thicket, and when Cathy decided to move to a townhome, her son Greg bought the place.  Since he moved in, Greg has made a lot of changes – an underground sprinkler irrigation system, a big shop in back, and he had the driveway paved yesterday.

I was out checking mail when the paving foreman flagged me down.  He said that since he already had a crew and all of his equipment out here and several hours to go before quitting time, he would make us a Hell of a deal on paving our driveway.  He quoted us a price for a finished hot-mix asphalt driveway that was actually cheaper than the crushed concrete we had been driving on.

I have heard similar sales pitches before that turned out to be a scam, but in this case, it was true.  They had several dump trucks, a Bobcat skid loader, the asphalt laying machine and a pavement roller on hand, along with a crew of about a dozen men.  They got through at Bolan’s about 2:30, and we had a new driveway before 6:00 p.m.