Thanks Ryan! I'll go find it and get it in the classifieds.
My wood splitting is definitely legendary... Right up there with loading two-thousand 50lb pound bags of ammonium nitrate, per day, into crop dusters, during the longest summer of my 16 year old life... The same summer drive a tank truck and mixed Tepp (
Tetraethyl pyrophosphate - Wikipedia ) for the same crop dusting company... Until, the lead pilot got poisoned and almost died, while spraying Tepp.
"Not only is TEPP very toxic for humans, it is also highly toxic for warm-blooded animals. This includes direct contact and inhalation of the vapors.
[16] There are three types of effects on these animals that have come forward during laboratory studies.
- DERMAL: LD50 = 2.4 mg/kg (male rat)
- ORAL: LD50 = 1.12 mg/kg (rat)[4]
Death is mostly due to either respiratory failure and in some cases cardiac arrest. The route of absorption might be responsible for the range of effect on certain systems.
[17]".
I also mixed and deployed parathion (
Parathion - Google Search ), malathion and practically every other delicious poison known to chemical warfare enthusiasts... All before my 17th birthday.
That explains my mental deficiencies, perhaps... my physical issues are partially attributable to the wear and tear of sitting and developing computer software for 43 years, coupled with:
- unloading trucks of 100lb bags of potatoes, as a 13 year old, they were a hell of a lot bigger and heavier than me... Probably the cause of my spinal fusion.
- Topping onion seeds and dragging them, in a cotton sack between my legs, in 120* heat, as a 14 year old... Arthritis in every joint.
- Cleaning stockyards of manure, tossing shovelful, after shovelful, into dump trucks and enjoying all the manure dust you can eat, as a 15 year old.
- The aforementioned splitting wood and loading crop dusters, at 16.
- Pushing beaucoup wheelbarrows of stone and gravel, a la Cool Hand Luke, some where during my formative years. Surgery in both shoulders (AC joints) , for weight lifters shoulders, from the damage of the wheelbarrows.
I always felt OSHA was created on my back... But, I always continued enjoying manual labor more than cerebral... And still do.. It just hurts more now.
When I went to basic training, at 19, I was 5'6" and 129lbs... When I came out, I was still (surprise) 5'6" and weighed 154lbs.
The drill instructor quit trying to break me with push-ups, when he could never find my maximum.
The chow hall Sargent quit trying to fill me up, when he learned I had never eaten so well.
No brag, just fact... I earned every ache and pain I've since endured and loved every minute of every bit of it.
Everyone should enjoy the opportunity and experience of serving our country... Everyone should experience manual labor. Both contribute mightily to gaining insight into the trials and tribulations of others... Both build character and both knock the s*** out of the scourge of entitlement and the incessant whining of all those who never a character built.