There’s a certain breed of person who runs headfirst into a
problem with a spear raised and no armor. I’ve known them my entire life, long
before I ever heard the term “entrepreneur” or saw the word innovation
splashed across LinkedIn posts.
My first spear-carrier was my father.
By the time I was six years old, I was watching a man who
owned a small neighborhood store with a soda fountain in a town of 2,000 people
decide that wasn’t nearly enough. So, he started an ambulance service for the
entire region. Then he opened a massive dance hall called The Gardens—Bandstand’s
Country Cousin—that could seat over a thousand people for charity dinners,
complete with a 50-by-100-foot dance floor and lighting imported from Italy. As
if that wasn’t enough, he launched a farmer’s market that ran every weekend.
And when someone casually suggested he raise goats in the fenced orchard behind
our house, he didn’t debate it—he rented the land to a farmer, and twenty goats
showed up the following week.
That was my normal until I was thirteen.
Then, one by one, the enthusiasm faded. Not because the
ideas were bad, but because the daily grind crept in. The ventures were sold,
mostly without profit, and we moved to another part of the state where he
started again—this time with convenience stores. One became two. Two became
twenty-seven. Somewhere in there, he opened a bakery on a whim, and I found
myself getting up every Sunday at 4:00 a.m. to deliver fresh donuts and pies
while juggling high school, then college, and sixty-hour workweeks.
I didn’t realize it then, but I was being trained by a
spear-carrier.
Years later, I caught myself doing much the same thing. I’ve
started businesses, operated them, and eventually sold them—not because they
failed, but because I was bored. The challenge had been solved. The fire had
moved on.
Now, after writing thousands of articles for three blogs
about offsite construction, I see my father everywhere.
I see him in the men and women who start modular factories,
new building systems, software platforms, financing schemes, and “the next
thing” that’s going to change housing forever. I see him in people who burst
into the industry full of energy, ideas, and confidence—only to quietly step
away once reality sets in and the work becomes repetitive, political, or
painfully slow.
For years, I asked myself why some people are wired
this way.
I finally understand.
Spear-carriers aren’t builders of empires. They’re starters
of wars against problems. They don’t arrive with spreadsheets, five-year plans,
or exit strategies. They arrive with guts, belief, and momentum. Their job
isn’t to finish—it’s to prove something is possible.
Way behind them are the second-tier warriors. These are the
planners, refiners, and sustainers. They watch the spear-carrier charge, learn
from every misstep, analyze what worked and what failed, and then build
something durable where chaos once lived. They succeed because someone
else was willing to fail loudly first.
Offsite construction would not exist in its present form
without spear-carriers.
Every factory that’s running smoothly today was preceded by
someone who made costly mistakes. Every innovation that feels “obvious” now
started as an idea that sounded crazy at the time. Every advancement in modular
design, logistics, financing, or acceptance came from someone who refused to
wait until the path was clear.
Today, you’ll find spear-carriers on LinkedIn.
They’re the ones posting bold ideas, challenging norms,
poking regulators, questioning factory owners, and sometimes irritating the
hell out of people who prefer stability over change. If you read the comments
on my articles, you’ll find them there too—restless, passionate, occasionally
abrasive, and always convinced that this problem needs solving now.
They aren’t wrong.
They’re necessary.
If my father were alive today, I have no doubt he’d be on
LinkedIn writing articles about how to polish and sharpen a spear—while already
thinking about the next field to charge into.
And that’s the point.
Progress doesn’t start with comfort. It starts with someone
willing to run first, take the hit, and show the rest of us where the battle
actually is. We’ll always need spear-carriers—not because they finish the job,
but because without them, the job never even begins.
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Gary Fleisher—known throughout the industry as The Modcoach—has been immersed in offsite and modular construction for over three decades. Beyond writing, he advises companies across the offsite ecosystem, offering practical marketing insight and strategic guidance grounded in real-world factory, builder, and market experience.


Gary, this hits home.
ReplyDeleteIn housing (and especially gentle density), we’ll always need spear-carriers and the folks who come right behind them with clipboards, permits, financing, and a headache-sized binder of compliance.
Because the truth is:
Spear-carriers prove what’s possible.
Second-wave builders make it repeatable.
And without repeatability, we just have “cool pilots” that never become real homes.
From the Four Pillars Community Housing lens, the question I’m sitting with after reading this is:
Are we spear-carriers… or followers?
I think we’re supposed to be spear-carriers—because the status quo is too slow and too political to meet the moment. But we also can’t be “all spear, no system.” If we charge first and don’t build the track behind us, we become another inspiring story that doesn’t scale.
So the goal (for us) is a slightly unglamorous one:
Charge into the friction (zoning confusion, neighbour pushback, builder uncertainty, financing gaps),
then turn the lesson into a toolkit others can copy without needing our personal adrenaline.
That’s why we keep coming back to REALTORS® as Community Housing Ambassadors: not as heroes… as distribution. Trained people in every community, helping homeowners and mission-led landholders move from “maybe someday” to “here’s the plan, here are the steps, here are the partners.”
We’ll always need spear-carriers.
But if we do this right, the win is when the spear-carrier becomes unnecessary—because the path is finally wide enough for everyone.
And yes… some days the spear is just a spreadsheet. 🥴