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Shooter
- Nov 19, 2008
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A couple years ago, I started clearing out trees to build my house. I kept several of the good logs to give away for firewood. I never could get anybody to show up and I hated to see the wood go to waste. I spoke to several people at my church and one lady told me about a neighbor she had. I split a load and took it to him.
I've been out working on getting all the old tree tops drug out of my woods. Again, I hate to waste it so I started cutting it up into a huge pile. Again, I can't seem to get anybody to show up and haul it off. I drove by guy's house from a few years ago and noticed he didn't have much wood so I called the lady from church to see if he needed wood again. I just hauled 3 truck loads that looked like this.
He was out pottering around his woodpile when I got there. He tried helping as much as he could and he commented that he couldn't lift like he used to. I asked how old he was and he said 86, in 5 days he'll be 87. In our brief conversations between 3 trips, I learned that he was in the military between WWII and Korea. He got turned down twice and they finally took him the third time. He had 6 brothers and 5 of the 7 of them were in the military. This guy is still sharp as a tack.
The lady from church had told me before that his only heat source was wood and he didn't have much of anything. He's been renting this house for over 30 years and he lost his wife a little over 2 years ago. He has a grand daughter living with him that isn't all there. The lady told me you can drive by this guys house at night and see the interior light through cracks in the walls.
This guy was extremely grateful and told me many times that he learned to never turn anything down. He also told me that many years ago, he was the guy that went around helping others and now he can't do it any longer. I guess he split all of this wood with an axe up until a year or two ago. Now, someone has brought over a splitter and was going to come back to split his wood for him. Only he didn't wait, he went ahead and split it himself.
Here is his front porch. The entire house looks like this and I bet it hasn't seen a coat of paint in 30 years. This guy is a simple man and I'd be surprised if he's ever had a complaint in his nearly 87 years. I'd take a hundred of these properties with people like him as neighbors before I'd take a single vinyl village nazi as a neighbor.
I've been out working on getting all the old tree tops drug out of my woods. Again, I hate to waste it so I started cutting it up into a huge pile. Again, I can't seem to get anybody to show up and haul it off. I drove by guy's house from a few years ago and noticed he didn't have much wood so I called the lady from church to see if he needed wood again. I just hauled 3 truck loads that looked like this.
He was out pottering around his woodpile when I got there. He tried helping as much as he could and he commented that he couldn't lift like he used to. I asked how old he was and he said 86, in 5 days he'll be 87. In our brief conversations between 3 trips, I learned that he was in the military between WWII and Korea. He got turned down twice and they finally took him the third time. He had 6 brothers and 5 of the 7 of them were in the military. This guy is still sharp as a tack.
The lady from church had told me before that his only heat source was wood and he didn't have much of anything. He's been renting this house for over 30 years and he lost his wife a little over 2 years ago. He has a grand daughter living with him that isn't all there. The lady told me you can drive by this guys house at night and see the interior light through cracks in the walls.
This guy was extremely grateful and told me many times that he learned to never turn anything down. He also told me that many years ago, he was the guy that went around helping others and now he can't do it any longer. I guess he split all of this wood with an axe up until a year or two ago. Now, someone has brought over a splitter and was going to come back to split his wood for him. Only he didn't wait, he went ahead and split it himself.
Here is his front porch. The entire house looks like this and I bet it hasn't seen a coat of paint in 30 years. This guy is a simple man and I'd be surprised if he's ever had a complaint in his nearly 87 years. I'd take a hundred of these properties with people like him as neighbors before I'd take a single vinyl village nazi as a neighbor.
I think they're red elm. The gray log to the left is a windthrown tree that was still mostly rooted. I cut it down and it was almost gushing water out. It definitely won't be good for firewood this year. I'll probably go ahead and toss it on the burn pile. The one with the stump still on it was an old windthrown tree. It's been uprooted so long that there's barely any dirt left on the stump.
