It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of Guinness, it was the age of Bud Lite, it was the epoch of believing when people call in sick, it was the epoch of knowing it is due to a hangover from kick-ball, it was the season of Lighting fixtures, it was the season of shady dining rooms, we had every sample before us, we had nothing the clients wanted, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way--in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only. It was this last month or so. Yes, the last two months brought much tumultuous change to Shea, Inc. It was during this warming season in Minneapolis that brought forth two Ryans.

The first to arrive was a man by the name of Kronzer on a beautiful day in June. Though born in Madison, WI, he grew up in Sun Prairie. He was destined to build and create whereas his older brother was destined for statistics. Ryan’s aptitude became evident when at the age of twelve he built a scale model of his grandparent’s house out of Legos. Years later, bearing the mark of the badger, he crossed the state line to pursue his education in Gopher land at the University of Minnesota. He pursued both undergraduate and graduate studies in the field of Architecture.
T’was not a month that passed before a man named Pellika walked through the door.

Manhattan born, but Minneapolis raised, he had an older brother and older half brother. For as long as he could remember, he wanted to be an Architect. In elementary school when told to dress up as his hero, he came dressed as Frank Lloyd Wright.
Before either man could pass through the door at Shea, each had participated in projects that would forever mark their career. While working as a carpenter one summer, Pellika restored a Victorian house in south Minneapolis. He was given the task to install exterior Architectural details on the third story of the façade of the house. Whereas Kronzer took part in the reconstruction of the American Swedish Institute’s front porch in Minneapolis.
Before the dust in Butler Square could settle, both men were tossed into the flames of labor, each assigned to their designated tasks. Pellika took on the duty of the Prairieview Center, California Pizza Kitchen, St. Paul Eye Clinic, and Morton’s of Chicago whereas Kronzer was bequeathed the tasks of the South beach casino & hotel, JB Hudson relocation, Macy’s culinary council, and starting the Roseville restaurant (possibly).
All seemed to be going along well, until one day, a dark secret emerged about Ryan Kronzer. It appeared he was an imposter. He fooled everyone into believing he was right-handed when in fact he is left- handed. He claims the façade is to alleviate any discrimination he may receive from those superstitious fools who fear “the devil’s hand.” He thought hiding out after work at his house near Bob’s Java Hut guarded by two Italian greyhounds and a cat named George would keep everyone from knowing. But Sheaites weren’t fooled.
As time ticked by, both Ryans looked to the future and dreamed of pursuing their dreams. Pellika to be a distinguished Architect, and Kronzer to become wealthy and sell his photography. Whether or not their dreams become a reality, the world would not know.