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The same crew still grades every load. Tell us what you have or what you need.
A milestone list with the dull years left in.
Company histories usually read like a rocket launch. Ours had two years where nothing happened except paying off a band saw.
A pickup truck and a bad idea
Two brothers-in-law start hauling broken pallets out of a Richmond bakery for less than the dumpster cost. The 'yard' is a gravel lot on Ingram Ave with a borrowed nail gun.
The first repair line
A used band saw and a pneumatic nailer turn salvage into product. Volume triples the year we stop selling scrap and start selling pallets.
Wheels of our own
First company flatbed. Owning the truck changes everything: pickups stop waiting on brokers and the service radius doubles overnight.
Grinder, and the end of landfill
A tub grinder arrives and the last waste stream closes. From that December, nothing that enters the yard leaves it as garbage.
The heat chamber
ISPM-15 registration opens export work. Recycled platforms start crossing oceans with our stamp on them.
Essential, suddenly
Food and medical supply chains need platforms immediately. The crew runs six days a week for eleven months and we never miss a release.
On-site crews
First embedded team inside a customer plant, sorting and repairing behind their dock doors. The model spreads to five more sites in two years.
The Pallet Passport
We start stamping a traceable identity on remanufactured platforms so a buyer can see where the wood has been and how many lives it has had.
Second grain
Seventeen years in: a repair yard, a fleet, a grinder, a kiln, a millwork bench — and a stubborn belief that the greenest pallet is the one that already exists.
The yard is the whole company.
Four acres of gravel, a repair shed, a heat chamber, a grinder, a millwork bench and a row of flatbeds. There is no head office somewhere else. If you email us, the reply comes from a building with forklifts in it.
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