When my son was in High School, he would get 5-6 of his buddies (mostly football players) to come over after school.

They would try to show off and see who could split the biggest log with the fewest number of licks.

I would sit out there and brag on every single one of them. My Bride would go up to Dairy Queen and get a round of Double Cheeseburgers for them. They would get a cord split & stacked in no time.

They are all grown now but they still talk about it like it was great fun!

I sure miss their help!


Edited by coachblalock (03/15/21 10:32 AM)
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.