Building a posse is like laying old brick in a straight row.
By:
Ivan Potter commentary by Mary Potter
Building is a very Ivan word choice. He loved building. He loved old brick. His contribution to the garden was borders of bricks, laid end to end. He would lie on the grass, propped up on an elbow carefully choosing which brick fit next. Old bricks are never uniform in size, shape or color. It was an exercise in patience to get it just right.
That's how Ivan saw building his own posse.