The story behind the photo goes like this: Many years ago, my son and I built a brick barbecue. Over time, the bricks along the upper portion of the structure, and especially in the fire pit area, disintegrated. In the process of knocking down the barbecue, I realized that I had eight steel 1/2-in.-dia. bars that held a screen and the briquettes that were still in good shape. I had an idea.
I thought I could build a wooden structure on top of the good brick foundation and asked my 7-year-old grandson, “What do you want me to build for you, a playhouse or a pretend jail?” His response lies in the photo. — Frank Smola