Through training and onto the crew. We leave tomorrow for our first fire. I am a sawyer, so my best friend for the summer is a 25 pound hunk of tempered steel (with some darn sharp teeth).
I'm excited, and nervous, and bundle of other emotions.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
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ReplyDeletecongrats brother. i knew you would make it just fine. best of luck with your friend, be nice to it and im sure itll be nice (and heavy) to you. call me if and when you can.
ReplyDeletethat last post removed by 'jan' was me. i didnt realize i was on a different profile
fond friend: stay safe, be brave, laugh loud, readily return, AND GIVE ME AN ADDRESS!
ReplyDeleteps. so, this blog was for my brit lit class from first semester last year. if you'd like, feel free to read some shoddily written discussions on hamlet, paradise lost, faerie queene, or dr. faustus.
Wow, this is a new turn in our communication! Congrats on making the team with honors; now just be careful with "Sawyer" (my name for your saw). It's going to be a short summer probably for you, but a long one for us as we wait to hear from you everytime. Call us when you can.
ReplyDeletelove,
Mom
T!
ReplyDeletei miss you, and can not wait to trade all ridiculous stories. Be safe, testosterone+ heavy machinery = blood ( and job security for me)
Enjoy it! - Love it! and we shall speak soon
All my prayers,
B