Years ago now, my friend Drew decided it was time to close his soda fountain and general goods store and pick up broom making in a more serious way. Confused about why he’d step away from a successful small business to pursue a very niche craft, I asked Drew if I could sit down with him, ask some questions, and film a bit in the last days that Roaring Pines was open. After all, up until that point my then-fiancée (thankfully now my wife) and I were planning on having our rehearsal dinner there, so he owed us.
We had a few good chats, interrupted here and there by deliveries, check-ins, and, when I went over-long, customers. Drew was frank about the difficulties he faced balancing other’s expectations and his own desires, but I got to experience his genuine delight at sharing this space he created with other people. I am really grateful for the days spent here.
Drew is one of the most mindful people I know. The broom business he refers to in this piece is now defunct; broomcorn is, he learned, terrible for the environment and for human labor, so now he’s starting up production on brooms made from recyclable materials in a less back-breaking manner. Check out his esoteric posts over at @debrisbrooms.
I’ve been sitting on this short for like a year, and I just need to post it. Hopefully you get to share in the little bit of peace amid uncertainty that I got a glimpse of when Roaring Pines closed.