My dad passed away in the year 2000. He was many things to many people, but around the house he was our handyman. And I'm eternally grateful that he passed those skills down to me. And from me to my son.
His first big project that I'm aware of was well before I was born. He bought a beat up house that literally had holes through the walls, and repaired it for my parents first house:
When I was four or five, he built a playhouse for me in the back yard. As I recall, it was pink. In the winter it also was used for extra storage. Here we are in front of it:
I don't have an 'after' picture, but before we moved from this house, he built this carport into a full garage. He also built a covered patio on the back:
I guess this one was good practice, because when we moved to our next house, it didn't have a garage either. But it did a year or so after we moved in:
There were many projects at this house, and I remember helping, and learning, with many of them. He bought a mixed batch of inexpensive ceramic tile and we spend a lot of time laying out a pattern until we found one we liked:
He also built a breakfast bar:
And he finished off a full basement including a built in bookcase:
He also added a large terrace off the back:
This is one of two fireplaces he (and I) added to the house:
That's my mom. Love the '70's plaid pants. I wore them too. This is the other fireplace. I remember climbing on the roof helping with this one:
I was a young adult when we moved to Texas. Here he put in an above ground swimming pool that my son eventually swam in. With the cover you could swim year round:
And I don't have a picture, but he put a hot tub in a spare bedroom.