The last time we offered storage services was in the 1940’s. We are thrilled to be brining this back! Through our partnership with County Attic, we can now give our customers options for affordable humidity-controlled, security-monitored storage!
Watch us tame a 2500 pound metal beast! Here is how to move a ton and a half antique bank safe as easily as rolling out of bed.
We are thrilled to have made the front page in last week’s Durham Herald Sun Newspaper! Read the full article at the link below:
Movers and owners Rodney Lewis, J.E. Ladd IV (retired) and J.E. Ladd V
Let me tell you about my brother-in-law Rodney Lewis. His nickname is Catfish. I do not recall why but as you can tell from the photo, I can venture a guess! He is incredibly fun to be around, and has one of the best senses of humor of anyone I’ve met. He’s a patient and loving father to my niece. He talks a lot, a WHOLE lot, but when you have a conversation with him he also actually listens carefully to what you say. He thinks of himself as a simple man, but he is in fact one of the most intelligent and inventive people I know. He has clever ideas and a very unique way of finding solutions to problems. He thinks things through, thoroughly and intellectually. He does compassionate deeds for strangers, just because he can. He can expertly do anything from interior decorating to rebuilding a carburetor. He has poured his soul into our family business for almost 25 years and is probably the best furniture mover currently working in NC. He is a brother to me and I cannot imagine runing the family business without him. On Wednesday he will deservedly become 1/2 owner of J.E. Ladd & Son Transfer and I cannot wait to add our partnership to the 132 year legacy of the company! Congratulations, Rodney. Well done.
– J.E. Ladd V
About 20 years ago we were moving a family and I carried a box labeled “Grandma” into the new house and asked the customer “Where do grandma’s things go?”, they replied “No, that’s actually Grandma, put her over there”. The moving company you choose will tote in their hands your family heirlooms, items you’ve worked years to acquire, and sometimes even Grandma’s ashes. My family has professionally and compassionately enjoyed the privilege of moving people since the 1800’s. No one will take better care of your treasures than us. I stake my family name on it. – J.E. Ladd V
Today we moved a two-thousand year old statue! Not a typo, it dates to 200 B.C (as in Before Christ). Needless to say, J.E. Ladd V cradled it carefully in his arms like a little baby in swaddling clothes! Our slogan is “We moved your antiques…when they were new”. In this case, not entirely accurate. The Blizzard family trusted the Ladds to move their priceless treasure, trust them to move yours!
When I was five years old my dad told me that a wooden piano slide could fly through the air like a magic carpet, and I believed him.
He was lying on his belly across the homemade seven-foot piano slide like a surfer and I was perched up on his back right there in the middle of unpaved, dead-end Benjamine Street. He pointed to the space between the slats and the runners and said “If you crumble up some of them sycamore leaves and stuff them in there, this thing’ll float right up to the sky”.
I remember how disappointed I was when that old oak frame with dirty carpet tacked onto it didn’t take flight after I fed it handfuls of fresh green leaves and sycamore balls. But for a moment there was not a flicker of doubt in my mind that it would raise right up off the gravel, in just another second.
When I was sixteen I started working on the moving truck in the summers and a couple of years after high school, and decided I was going to college and study science! I was going to be so much more than just a furniture mover. I had purpose. Aspirations. My future lay far away from East Durham and the stubborn old man. I put myself through college because somewhere along the way, I had learned something from someone about hard work and sacrifice to get what you want. My life actually would take me around the world, and I would eventually find my way right back to the blue gravel on Benjamine Street.
Forty years later I think of that short moment siting on a piano slide with my dad in the middle of the road, every time I tie down a piano to that same creaky old slide. And I realize how my young father taught me how to use my imagination that day.
On December 31st of this year, J.E. Ladd IV will retire as caretaker of our 131 year old family business after almost 50 years of backbreaking work.
When I was five years old my dad told me that a piano slide could fly through the air like a magic carpet, and I believed him. And if you don’t…you should see him move a grand piano.