My Sky Color

A forty something Dad, Husband, Engineer guy living in Western Oregon. Reflections on all things in life. A few technical things and whatever else comes along.

Saturday, January 28, 2012

The First Person I Met...
when we moved to Corbett was Woody Davis and his son Clint.  We were doing something something around our new little farm and could hear a Detroit diesel running over yonder.  I thought maybe it was an old skidder.  I kept hearing it so I gathered up the lads and we went walking up the road to see what it was.  We found some guys putting in a 1/4 mile long driveway.  This wasn't a simple flat ground gravel track it was over a hill with a 20 foot fill and cut to make it reasonable to drive.  The diesel engine belonged to a Terex bull dozer.  It was a big dozer between a D8 and D9 in size and large for a two man dirt operation.  We stood and watched awhile.  After just a few minutes they stopped their work and introduced themselves and offered the boys a ride on the big machine.  We were friends from then on.  The Davis had dealings with Kroenig tractor so that was another thing in common.  This link hits very close to home in lots of ways.
Giving thanks to the community angel

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At 1:00 PM, Blogger troutdalite said...

Thanks for the link. What a man, a story, and a community!


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