Last Saturday I spent the day pounding nails in Placentia with Habitat for Humanity. It had been a couple of years since I had worked on a home and, being a lover of Habitat, felt a calling to shed some sweat with fellow builders. Sixteen of us met at 7:30 at the Oak Street site which backs up to railroad tracks. We spent the day nailing galvanized brackets onto the framed houses tying the bottom floors to the top floors. We worked alongside one another, up on ladders with the cheerful sounds of laughter punctuated by the rhythm of hammers, power saws, and passing trains filling the air. I met Anson and his wife who were putting in “sweat equity” hours by helping on this site while their new home is in the process of being built in Santa Ana. They knew and remembered my son, Myles, who has spent many a weekend working with them over on McFadden street. For me, being with Habitat volunteers is like being with family; united in Spirit on a mission from God.