...was up in Alaska building homes during the Trans-Alaska Pipeline boom in the early 80's. It was a family outfit and included the contractor's FIL, BIL and some cousins. It was weird to work with them 6 days a week and listen to them scream at each other dropping F bombs all over the place and then on Sunday see them totally switch gears when we attended EQ (my boss ended up being the EQ instructor). I figured that must be a Utah thing (my parents were both raised in Utah and growing up I remember them occasionally swearing when they were upset).