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Jamie, here is a poem written by Robert Swanson and preformed by Mark Hellman...It's from the musical Good Timber: Songs & Stories of the Western Logger which is a compilation of Mr. Swanson works...;)....I"m off to bed, got class at 6:00 AM tomorrow...No rest for the weary!...xx...Nite y'all!:hi:...

 

Good stuff. I've listened to a little before from some of your posting.

I see somebody has retired.
Sounds very definitive.
I'm the baby of the crew at 49 on this job. It's sure nice to have the experience around me. It can't be beat.
Congratulations on your retirement Bob
All my best
 
Good stuff. I've listened to a little before from some of your posting.

I see somebody has retired.
Sounds very definitive.
I'm the baby of the crew at 49 on this job. It's sure nice to have the experience around me. It can't be beat.
Congratulations on your retirement Bob
All my best

if your the baby get me on there please lol. i get along with all the older guys. to be honest i'm getting sick of the young bucks with the biggest ego's around. working for Clarkson right now. he's got a few old guys on his crew so it's not bad at all but if your the young buck them everyone is someone i'd get along with.
 
The Firewood Poem
Beechwood fires are bright and clear
If the logs are kept a year,
Chestnut's only good they say,
If for logs 'tis laid away.
Make a fire of Elder tree,
Death within your house will be;
But ash new or ash old,
Is fit for a queen with crown of gold

Birch and fir logs burn too fast
Blaze up bright and do not last,
it is by the Irish said
Hawthorn bakes the sweetest bread.
Elm wood burns like churchyard mould,
E'en the very flames are cold
But ash green or ash brown
Is fit for a queen with golden crown

Poplar gives a bitter smoke,
Fills your eyes and makes you choke,
Apple wood will scent your room
Pear wood smells like flowers in bloom
Oaken logs, if dry and old
keep away the winter's cold
But ash wet or ash dry
a king shall warm his slippers by.
The firewood poem was written by Celia Congreve, is believed to be first published in THE TIMES newspaper on March 2nd 1930. © by owner. provided at no charge for educational purposes
 
The Firewood Poem
Beechwood fires are bright and clear
If the logs are kept a year,
Chestnut's only good they say,
If for logs 'tis laid away.
Make a fire of Elder tree,
Death within your house will be;
But ash new or ash old,
Is fit for a queen with crown of gold

Birch and fir logs burn too fast
Blaze up bright and do not last,
it is by the Irish said
Hawthorn bakes the sweetest bread.
Elm wood burns like churchyard mould,
E'en the very flames are cold
But ash green or ash brown
Is fit for a queen with golden crown

Poplar gives a bitter smoke,
Fills your eyes and makes you choke,
Apple wood will scent your room
Pear wood smells like flowers in bloom
Oaken logs, if dry and old
keep away the winter's cold
But ash wet or ash dry
a king shall warm his slippers by.
The firewood poem was written by Celia Congreve, is believed to be first published in THE TIMES newspaper on March 2nd 1930. © by owner. provided at no charge for educational purposes
desismileys_3236.gif ..Welcome Hoosk!...:)
 

I like him. No problem understand his song.
As you already know Leigh:

This morning was one of those dreaded days 'you' never want to have.
The cry of a fallen comrades faint voice asking for help over the radio. Praying tonight for happy endings. We got an email that he was upgraded to stable/ critical and they were going to fly him to Vancouver trama centre.
He just came back on shift from his daughters graduation.
Small crew, It was especially hard at dinner. We told him we will go and cut the snag in toothpicks for what it did. What can you say.
 

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