After Wednesday, I’m convinced there’s no better reality check than planting fence posts. A few upward lifts and downward blows of that iron driver will let you know if you’ve been spending too much time on your duff.
Loading and off-loading a few dozen metal gates will do it, too. So will stapling a few hundred drawings on a huge wall (which in and of itself is not bad, it’s the balancing act high above a cement floor on the top rung of a ladder, hoping to avoid a Humpty Dumpty situation, that’s the strenuous part).
In fact, I worked so hard setting up for Chenango County Dairy Day at the fairgrounds I didn’t even have a chance to take notes for this story. I’ll have to recall it from memory.
“Start at the beginning, Mike, and tell me what you remember.”

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