Well said. There wasn't much glory to logging in those days. It was a job...if you stayed alive and shrugged off your injuries.
That`s right, I don`t much remember the glory parts. Getting the wood out of the woods to the mill was mostly hard physical work done in the winter months, the cold, wet and slippery ground claimed many injuries with men falling, slipping under logs or loads, runaway sleds loaded very heavily on steep grades, men,horses or oxen all piled up in a mangled mess, loads falling through the ice, men and animals lost in the cold water. The log drives down the rivers claimed many or injuries were rampant. Once the wood was at the mill or boomed up and ready to load on the ships it could still kill or maime many during sawing or loading. I personaly knew 2 men that were killed in the mills when a carriage jumped the tracks or a log jammed on the rotary.Steam explosions around the mills or that run the capstans and cranes killed or scalded many around these parts. Often a family that lost a working father was left destitute, only the little charity the others could afford in the community prevented them from starving. Due to me watching and working alongside men who could and did work with serious injuries just because they had to strengthened me and my resolve was to never miss work if I could barely walk, that is why I have not missed a days work in my time due to injury or sickness.Yes I have been seriously hurt, more than once, I have worked with broken bones and serious cuts, brusing and even spinal fluid dripping from my nose for days, all that did was make me stronger in my resolve to not give in and keep going til I no longer can.