It's a cold and rainy Friday afternoon. The sun is barely peeking through and you have a job to do. You look up and see nothing but steel and gray skies. You look to your right and see your buddy working feverishly to get the job done. All the while as you look down, you stand mere inches from a 50 foot drop. You think back earlier in the day when your wife/husband told you "I'll see you when you get home". The words that traveled from their mouth to your ears should not be taken lightly. It's a call. A call that you have family, friends and loved ones expecting your presence and a duty to arrive home in the same condition you were in when you left for work.