From: EC92@AOL.COM
Date: Mon Jan 31 2000 - 10:42:53 CST
I have a few special images to share, all these addresses will be active by
Monday morning, latest.
For those who have ever wondered what my son Chris looks like after all the
stories I've told of him here, weeks of high niacin/no sugar diet finally got
me to a point with him where me would actually POSE for pictures. First time
ever.
At http://members.aol.com/ec92/chris.jpg and at
http://members.aol.com/ec92/chris2.jpg
I'll leave them there about a week for those who ever were curious.
And for those of us who have ever hauled wood chips at Jamboree, I have the
next image. I planted a tree with my dad when we moved into this home in
1969. It had been about 8' tall at the time and had a huge root ball. It had
to be removed last friday, and the tree company was kind enough to leave me
the wood chips from the stump (and the stump only) in my back yard. Given
that it was to snow today I had already moved 10 wheelbarrows of chips before
I took this. And moved another 30 or so afterwards.
Remember, this was just the STUMP. I doubt that my wife and I could have put
our arms around the tree and touched fingertips of this tree, which was a
goal for Chris to climb. And I know the roots went forever, when we put
electrical in to that shed in the background they gave us a MUCH lower price
in we would dig the hole. We rented a ditch digger and took into it with much
joy. Until the danged thing hit one of the roots, as big around as my forearm.
http://members.aol.com/ec92/chips.jpg
Plus they left me some "small" branches to use for firewood in my backyard
firepit. Those are at http://members.aol.com/ec92/branches.jpg
For those from Wisconsin, the shed that looks like a barn is my Janesville,
WI born mother's joke on the locals.
And for those of you in warmer climes, that white stuff is snow. Chicago area
snow that we drive through whether they plow or not and get to work and keep
going through, not stuff we close down for after one flake drifts down. And
we're in a year where we're waaay short of it.
Have fun.
Tom Petrik
