Grampa Was a Lumberjack

I rode his Missouri mule to drag fallen trees down from Corn Pop Holler in d’Ozark Mountains to where we could somehow load the soon to be lumber onto our oil belching truck to transport to the sawmill. A sawmill is where a wee lad learns to stay focused.

Lumberjacks are environmentally conscious people – oui?

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  1. They are! (Environmentally conscious)
    The entire Pocono Plateau was lumbered in the late 19th early 20th century. They were no trees on our property when my Grandpa bought it. And all our scenic lakes up here were man-made, to create splash dams where the lumber floated down the streams would pileup beside the sawmills.
    Then when all the trees were gone, the Ice man cameth. The lakes were used for harvesting natural ice until refrigeration came in in the 1930s
    Sadly, while we have films of the ice guys strutting jerkily over the frozen lakes, there are no films of the lumberjacks,just a couple of stills of a buncha hunky guys hanging out in their camps.

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      1. Lol πŸ™‚ I can totally relate. I complain about how I look, but really, I look pretty good for my age. But I remember what I looked like at 19, and it depresses me. When you look in the mirror, and start thinking things like, “Well, I look pretty good for my age” that in itself is depressing.

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      2. I paraphrase but one of her rules is to never date the grandson of a lumberjack.
        She violates that rule at each and every opportunity krap

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      1. I must tell you sometime about the fist fight I had in Busch Stadium while trying to pour myself out of the stadium after a baseball game between the Cardinals and Blue Jays.

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    1. “Successful dentist” Not sure if that is good or bad, although I guess being a successful dentist is far better than being an unsuccessful one. Dentists scare me. One of my cousins is a successful dentist. He scares me πŸ™‚

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