Relax. Things could be worse. — or “No problem. I’ve done this thousands of times.”
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Who Am I? by Carl Sandburg
My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of
universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I
reach my hands and play with pebbles of
destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs
reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive
in the universe.
Duty, Beauty, Liberty, Country, Honor, Family, Faith — Plus a few simple easy to follow rules for guys
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Take It Where You Find It
Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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In the late 70s, prior to my Navy days, I spent some time as a tree trimmer, working with a old timer. One lesson I learned, and I note a number of folks in the video did not seem to know, was, if you’re on a ladder, in a tree, or what have you, with a chainsaw in your hand, and you’re gonna fall, throw the damn chain saw away from you rather than trying to hang on to it. You can replace a chainsaw, or fix a broken arm or leg, but if you cut it off, well, you can’t stitch the arm or leg back on.
We’re approaching the time of the year when I keep the Stihl sharpened and gassed up in the back of my Blazer. The ice brings down trees across the road all the time and when I see one I get to it. Takes too much time to back track and go around on these old country 2 lane roads. If it’s a hardwood I look it over real good for select pieces I can bring back to the shop and prep and store for future use on the wood lathe. Burl, triple crotch, etc.
Laugh my ass off. Can’t remember the last time I cut down a tree in my sandals without my toupee on.
The kicking out the ladder must really suck.
I won’t repeat my ladder story, but if you fall off careful to what you fall onto.
My favorites are when there is someone holding a rope attached to the large chunk of timber about to fall. Like your puny 200 pounds is going to slow this massive hunk of weight in motion. There is a reason they call them “widow-makers”.
The others with guys running a chain saw, up on a ladder getting knocked down /off are truly another level of scary dangerous.
Some months back, Gerard posted a very good video presentation by a builder about safety. The key take away is that the issue of safety starts and end with the individual. You have to be thinking about safety all the time. Several of the tree cutters in this video clearly not thinking about safety.
You know, in looking out upon mankind, I’d feel a lot more optimistic if the geniuses in those videos were just members of a small splinter group.
I see what you did there, Auntie!
That there picture is RE-versed. Ah coud tail cuz the letters on the lahsins plate on that car don’t make no sence.
Almost a Darwin Award winner!
Reminds me of Tommy Lee Jones in No Country for Old Men:
“You go see Charlie, he still can’t pick up his right hand for his hat… The point bein’, that even in the contest between man and
steertree, the issue is not certain.”