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The climber
Jonathan Reeves works in a profession most people never think about. While the world moves underfoot, he spends his days climbing radio towers that rise hundreds of meters into the air. The connections he maintains allow entire regions to communicate, navigate and stay linked to one another. It is essential work, but almost no one knows the names of the people who do it.
Courage begins long before you leave the ground
Jon has always had a strange relationship with height. Not in the way people usually talk about it, with fear or fascination, but with something quieter. Something closer to respect. He arrives at each tower the same way. A moment of stillness. A look upward. As if he is greeting an old colleague rather than confronting a hundred meters of open air.
You do not overcome height.
You respect it.
A different kind of altitude.
To him, the climb does not begin when his foot leaves the ground. It begins in that breath before. The breath where he decides he is ready.
Once he starts climbing, the world behind him drops away without ceremony. The noise fades. The routine takes over. There is a strange comfort in the repetition, as if each rung is a conversation he has had many times before and never quite gets tired of.
Jon talks about climbing the way some people talk about reading. Something that takes you somewhere else without you ever noticing the transition. There is nothing heroic in his movements. Nothing dramatic. Just a kind of practiced honesty.
Once he starts climbing, the world behind him drops away without ceremony. The noise fades. The routine takes over. There is a strange comfort in the repetition, as if each rung is a conversation he has had many times before and never quite gets tired of.
Jon talks about climbing the way some people talk about reading. Something that takes you somewhere else without you ever noticing the transition. There is nothing heroic in his movements. Nothing dramatic. Just a kind of practiced honesty.
Around the middle of the climb, he always stops. Not to rest exactly, but to let the altitude rearrange his thoughts. The world below becomes distant. The world above becomes familiar. Everything unnecessary falls away. He never describes the view. He describes the feeling. A sense of things aligning. A sense of the mind settling into a place it struggled to reach on the ground. A sense of becoming lighter, even while surrounded by steel.
Clarity comes naturally when everything unnecessary falls away. It is the closest thing he has to meditation.
Clarity comes naturally when everything unnecessary falls away. It is the closest thing he has to meditation.
Meeting the sky
Doing what needs to be done.
Higher up, the climb narrows into focus. The movements become smaller, quieter. He listens more. He feels more. The wind speaks in different patterns. The tower shifts in slow, deliberate gestures. Jon responds without hesitation. He treats each connection like a promise. Not because someone is watching, but because he believes the unseen work matters most. Up here, precision is not a skill. It’s a mindset. Up here, precision is not optional. It is everything.
When he reaches the top, there is no victory. No celebration. Just a man standing in the sky, doing what needs to be done. He never stays long. Just long enough to complete the task, breathe the kind of breath you can only take when nothing is above you, and acknowledge that he made it. Not in triumph. But in steadiness. Reaching the top is not the goal. Doing the work right is.
When he reaches the top, there is no victory. No celebration. Just a man standing in the sky, doing what needs to be done. He never stays long. Just long enough to complete the task, breathe the kind of breath you can only take when nothing is above you, and acknowledge that he made it. Not in triumph. But in steadiness. Reaching the top is not the goal. Doing the work right is.
Purpose over noise.
Jon does not chase grandeur. He chases steadiness. He chases the confidence that comes from doing difficult things with intention rather than noise. He climbs not to rise above others, but to rise above himself.
United Icons fits into his life because it understands that ambition does not always announce itself. Sometimes it simply keeps going. Step by step. Meter by meter. Day by day.
United Icons fits into his life because it understands that ambition does not always announce itself. Sometimes it simply keeps going. Step by step. Meter by meter. Day by day.
