I made five new saw chains this year for local friends, 18", 20", 25", 28", and a 32". They fit two Stihls, an Echo, and a Makita.
One guy brought over a small truckload of dry elm logs for me to split and sell and refused the $50 I offered him for it. His girlfriend was with him and she helped unload the logs. The are so poor they don't have a pot to pee in. I stuck the $50 in her purse and a small tear ran down her cheek. It reminded me of a scene from Michael Landon's Little House on the Prairie.