Here in town we have 2 lumber yards. Both have their wood stored in building which are open on both sides. One is starting to go down rather quickly. You can't go out and pick your lumber. You park at the gate and they go get it for you. That is all fine and good but sometimes what they bring you is crap. I told them I wanted some straight and I meant straight 2 X 4's. What they brought me was a crooked as a dog's hind leg as my late grandfather would say. I told them they were not going to work. I was told take it or leave it. He just doesn't get it. His lumber yard since last fall has about a 1/3 of the lumber it used to have. It is just sad. The other one the kid took over from his dad who built the lumber yard up over 46 yrs. The lumber the kid gets in now is just terrible. I talked with him one day in January and he said he had to do it to make money. I told him people will pay a few dollars more for good quaility. He said well I have to compete with the big box store 35 miles away. I told him unless he started getting some quaility lumber in he was just going to keep losing ground to the box store. He stopped carrying any oak or birch plywood. Also doesn't carry any hardwoods like walnut, cherry, birch, etc. like his dad did. He said it costs to much. I said price it so you make money and people will buy. I said I bought from your dad because he is local and carried quaility for when I wanted to make furniture. Well I went down the other day for the first time in about 4 months. I noticed he now has oak and birch plywood. I see he got some oak, walnut and cherry hardwoods in. He is also expanding the inside store. It was a pleasant surprise. One other thing he did was to expand his hours back to what dad had. 6 am to 7 pm M-F and 8-3 S. The other day when we left town at 6:30 in the morning he already had building contractors there picking up supplies. Maybe he got the picture or dad put a boot where the sun doesn't shine.
Bernie W.
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