The account of one young hobo riding the twin rails of pleasure and pain toward his inevitable death and the glories that lay beyond it.
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Cal Bob Gets After It
Here is a picture of Calvin with his trophy, a log he cut into thirds with a hacksaw. I was so proud of him, especially for his perseverance to stick with it till the job was complete and his enthusiasm while working. The kid flat out loves to work.
Reminds me of the tear wrentching scene from "Where the Red Fern Grows" and the little boys commitment to chop down the giant tree because his little dog treed a coon and that was his way to honor his dogs effort. He even slept out by the tree and his mother brought him dinner, because if he left the coon would get away. Sheer innocent enthusiasm and abandon to a difficult task - what a delight. Sounds like his father.
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Reminds me of the tear wrentching scene from "Where the Red Fern Grows" and the little boys commitment to chop down the giant tree because his little dog treed a coon and that was his way to honor his dogs effort. He even slept out by the tree and his mother brought him dinner, because if he left the coon would get away. Sheer innocent enthusiasm and abandon to a difficult task - what a delight. Sounds like his father.
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