That was the profession of my dear old father. In those days there were no safety measures like there are today. He worked on tall buildings and dams all over the country. Many of his friends fell to their deaths. My mother still has some photos of him way in the sky 50 or more floors. It makes me even more appreciative of what he did to take care of his little family and provide the money so that his boys could get a good education. His death can be directly attributed to an accident he and one of his partners had working way in the sky where only birds should fly. God Bless you dad and may you find the rest and peace you never had in life.