With the family’s life savings and a beat-up truck, he went door to door until the phone started ringing.

Watching him build this business from nothing inspired me. He taught me the business when I was a kid, but when it was time to work full-time, I wanted to try something different, so I got into remodeling.

One day, Dad told me he had a bulging disc, and he wouldn’t be able to climb like he used to. I knew what I had to do, and I don’t regret doing it one bit. Remodeling was OK, but coming to help the family business was something else altogether.

By the time I joined the business, I was a little older and slightly more mature. Although Dad let me help as a kid, I never really got into the work, but that all changed.

Something happened.

I fell in love with tree work.

The problems are complicated, the planning is intense, and the satisfaction is a feeling I can’t describe. Every time we fell a tree or look back at our work, I know I made the right choice and that I found my purpose.

Over the years, we’ve grown steadily, added crews, and bought plenty of equipment, but that’s only half the story. So much of our business comes from people telling other people, and that’s how we know we’re doing something right.

When I get a call from someone who says, “I got your number from my neighbor,” and we drive back down that same street, it’s because of Dad’s commitment to do great work every single time.

If you’re in Nashville and need tree service, you have plenty of choices, but what fancy marketing and ridiculous coupons won’t tell you is the only thing that really matters.

We speak tree. We don’t speak excuses.

Sincerely,