This week on The Reckon Yard, JW digs into chaos, change, and the strange comfort of looking back. A sharp, heartfelt ride you don’t want to miss.

Some goodbyes don’t blow up.

They just whisper.

An inch of distance here, a missed call there, a silence that grows until the friendship you loved becomes a ghost.

JW gives a short primer on how to launch a wall stud over your neighbor's house using a 68 Ford Bronco before recalling the rise and fall of the greatest fictional Cover band you've never heard.

How important are the little things? The longer I'm here, the more their value seems to climb. There's even historical precedent.

How much wood could a Woodchuck chuck if a Woodchuck could chuck wood? A whole mess of it with the right pills. The devil don't come in an angry man, he's charismatic, gregarious, helpful even.

JW takes us back to 2011 when he was called upon to deal with a beast of truly mythic proportions.

Sometimes the best fishing trips don’t end with a stringer full of anything but stories. This week on The Reckon Yard, JW drags three lines in the water and hauls up three of his favorite misadventures

He worked himself right to death trying to please someone who couldn’t be pleased. But in the dust and noise he left behind, he planted something none of us saw coming, a legacy built from the wreckage, the stubbornness of a man who never quit. This week on The Reckon Yard, we talk about how the hardest lessons don’t always come from saints or teachers, but from the broken ones who showed us how to keep walking anyway.