The Shedman
Third Generation Shed Mover
Hi, I’m CJ, aka the Shedman, or should I say Shedman, Jr.? Shed Man 2.0? I am the third generation of shed movers in my family. In the mid-1970’s, when my dad was in high school shop class building a few storage sheds, they needed a way to move them to their final destination. My grandfather had acquired a small, purpose-built trailer from his brother, so he and Dad would move two or three sheds a year built by the Marion County Vocational School.
Within a few years, Dad eventually took over moving sheds from his father, mainly doing it as a small-scale side gig. Dad moved to Taylorsville, Kentucky in the early 1990s and that close proximity to Louisville’s much larger population soon revealed a need for someone to move storage sheds. What began as moving only a handful a month, soon grew exponentially.
That’s where I come in. I was born in 1993, right when Dad’s shed moving business started taking off. I literally grew up in the industry. My mom was a registered nurse and since Dad was self-employed, he could take me with him. From birth until I started school, he’d pack up a diaper bag, strap me into my car seat, and away we’d go. When we got to a customer’s site and he had to leave the truck, he’d unhitch my car seat from its base, set me in a safe location within sight and earshot, then unload and level the shed. It was the ’90s, what do you expect? People were amazed not only by Dad’s skill in delivering their shed but also by my presence; fathers as the primary caretaker was a new concept back then.
I continued to accompany Dad, the original Shed Man, through the years when I wasn’t in school or involved in sports. After high school, I became more involved while also trying to find my own path but shed moving was in my blood, coded into my DNA. When Dad began experiencing heart problems in 2018, I was able to step-up and keep the business going, officially taking over in April 2020 when Dad retired.
With nearly 45 years of experience to draw upon, the Shedman is no Johnny-come-lately. My grandfather and father did not have the luxury of a gas powered Shed Mule used by myself and others today, nor did they have ready-made shed moving trailers. They relied on tools and techniques as old as the Egyptian pyramids: leverage, fulcrums, and rollers. Each of these men designed and had trailers purpose-built for moving sheds. I grew up and was raised in this rich heritage of shed moving before today’s assistant technology and though I use the Shed Mule extensively, I am not limited by it. My father taught me how to think outside the box, how to use the time-honored tools and techniques, how to maneuver your shed into the place you want it. If I can’t do it, it can’t be done without disassembling your shed.