Real Live Logger

Not a normal average day but a special day for a logger. Most days go as expected but now and then things come up where you need to make exceptions. Today is that day this Thursday the 17th of December 2009, because it’s my graduation day. Mark my husband who is the logger which I am dedicating this blog about had already asked for an early day. Normally he rides in a four door truck we all call a crummy and for good cause as you can imagine with a group of six men all wet and covered with mud nightly, how that might make a vehicle smell a bit; anyway today he was going to drive himself which was necessary so  he could leave early to get home in time to get ready for my special evening. Do you think that is the end of the story? well your right!. As soon as he comes in the door only a half hour later than expected. He begins the story I am sitting here writing. Of why the day did not go as planned this is what he said. “I started up the hill towards the summit when the check engine light flashed, then the oil pressure went down it looked like a broken oil pump. I made it to a resturant where the crew was and was directed to the nearest shop to leave it. Luckily catching the crew I was able to get a ride to work but that was not the plan because now how was I to get home on time, thanks to a man named Grubby who also had to leave early I got the needed ride back when needed. He said that man has been a lifesaver on more than one occassion.”