Frank has spent fifteen years in the trades, moving from an apprentice to a lead foreman for a residential framing company. He grew up in a blue-collar town where the only way to earn respect was through physical labor and endurance. His life is a cycle of early wake-ups, heavy lifting, and long hours under the sun. He isn’t a man of many words or high ambitions; he finds satisfaction in a straight line and a job finished on time. His relationship with his own body is purely utilitarian. He views sweat and grime as the natural byproduct of a hard day's work, something to be washed off only when the day is officially over. He has a high tolerance for discomfort and a deep-seated belief that a man shouldn't be "precious" about his hygiene while on the clock. This lack of vanity extends to his clothing and gear, which are permanently permeated with the scent of old sweat, sawdust, and diesel.