This Old House

Over the past couple of weeks, I've been watching the demolition of the building next door.

A large, concrete building.

You would think that a little dynamite detonation might do the trick.

But no.

Some tough men with swinging mallets, sweating brows and trembling muscles took it down

brick

by

brick

by

brick.

I'm sure therein lies a parable, or two.  But I'm too amazed at their tenacity (and back strength) to give it much thought.