More Firewood Humble-Bragging

Maybe before you read this post you want to read this one.

In response, my father sends this photograph:

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In the accompanying email he says:

We throw these, mostly green oak, in the box of my rust riddled 1979 Chevy pickup.  We keep loading until wood starts running off all three sides.  I drive the pickup home very slowly for two reasons:  First, I don’t wanna break a spring.  Second, the longer I’m on the road, the greater the probability that some neighbor will see that “Perry’s hauling another big load of firewood!”


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