jrider
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Coming up on Christmas and feeling a little nostalgic. Thinking about my dad who left this earth 6.5 years ago. I remember being just a pipsqueak thinking at 5 years old i was helping the old man moving brush for him and now realizing I was most likely just slowing him down. Fast forward me at 19 or so and my brother deciding he would sell some wood on the side- maybe 8-10 cords that first year. He being my big brother I naturally wanted to help him. Next thing you know, big brother and I, along with dads help and guidance, we were cutting on many winter weekends- all 3 of us. Seemed grand at that age, what else is better than 2 boys and dad in the woods on a weekend?
Time has moved on as it always does and now it's me and some helpers where I can find them. Dad is no longer here- in the flesh- but always in my mind. Big brother works full time on a blueberry and cranberry farm and skis all winter long up north and I've sold 112 cords so far this year. Started out helping them with a strong back and a little 45cc saw. Now when the time comes, I run an 80 cc saw and cut down the hairy trees, even though I'm still just a firewood hack.
My start seems so distant from where I am now. Don't really have much of a point with this post, just interested in hearing where you all got your start.
Time has moved on as it always does and now it's me and some helpers where I can find them. Dad is no longer here- in the flesh- but always in my mind. Big brother works full time on a blueberry and cranberry farm and skis all winter long up north and I've sold 112 cords so far this year. Started out helping them with a strong back and a little 45cc saw. Now when the time comes, I run an 80 cc saw and cut down the hairy trees, even though I'm still just a firewood hack.
My start seems so distant from where I am now. Don't really have much of a point with this post, just interested in hearing where you all got your start.