It rained all day yesterday, and the chicken pen was a quagmire of muck, but some brute strength and some maneuvering got it moved.
These were two guys, (and a girl, Jim brought his adult daughter to help! ) who drove anywhere from an hour and a half to three hours to help a stranger. GOOD men. And I owe them a great debt of gratitude. I fervently pray they never need any help in the future, but if they do, I'll be there come he'll or high water.
We didn't do any shooting, but had a good time after all the work was done, had some good country ribs, corn on the cob, a beer or two, and we separated to get back to our lives. Strangers who met, worked together, and parted friends.
A good day!
And they mocked me when I tried lighting a fire. I even used my firesteel! |
Jim's daughter, Christy. Did more work than some of us today. Okay, more than ME anyway... |
Ps. Send it to my email and I'll post it. Promise.
3 comments:
Good deal.
Fuckin' A Man, that must be a load off.
My hat is off to all 3 for stepping up to the plate.
It was my pleasure I got more out of it than you did.I like helping folks it's my thing.
Righteous folks, they are. Would have loved to have helped if you were closer Steve.
Be well.
Leigh
Whitehall, NY
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