08/08/2026
🥊 I STARTED CMG WITH $5,000, NO CLIENTS, NO TRUCKS, AND NO PLAN B.
When CMG Contracting started, it wasn’t a company. It was a piece of paper tucked away in a folder.
I was the youngest site foreman for a local contractor when I got fired. They said I wasn’t qualified or experienced enough. Go figure.
My son had just been born. My daughter was barely walking. I was one year into a new house and the sole provider—a wife, two kids, a dog, and bills that didn’t care I had lost my job. 👨👩👧👦
I remember standing in my yard damn near in tears, thinking, “What am I going to tell my family?” Life had punched me in the mouth. I could stay down or get back up.
By the end of that week, I had three job offers, including Local 825. But that same week I sold CMG’s first job in Princeton.
So I bet on myself. 🚧
I knew the trade. I knew the work. Business? I didn’t know a damn thing. Zero.
And it still isn’t easy. I’m nowhere near where I want to be. Every day is a fight to gain an inch. Some days I gain one; the next day I get knocked back two.
From the moment I open my eyes until I close them, it’s nonstop. It’s like jumping into a ring with the biggest, meanest UFC fighters and getting kicked in the gut, punched in the mouth, and hit from every angle. Every day, someone or something is trying to take you out. 🥊
But you get calloused. Your skin gets thicker. You learn to see the punches, duck, bob, weave, and keep moving.
As long as I have air in my lungs, I’ll fight. There is no Plan B. As cliché as it sounds: get rich or die trying. That’s exactly what the f**k it is. 🔥
Today, I’m grateful my old boss fired me. Without that punch, I might still be comfortable—and always wondering, “What if?”
Ten years ago I was sweeping roads as a laborer. Today my purpose is to build CMG into one of New Jersey’s largest sitework companies. I have 30 good years of fight left. Imagine what can happen. 📈
I haven’t made it. I’m nowhere close.
Until then, it’s back to work.
I’ll see you at the top. ⛰️
📍 New Jersey | CMG Contracting