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I lived in an area that had a huge logging industry that eventually became one dude, one machine, and truck that comes and hauls them off to the port. But I was there just after the full mechanization and automation of the industry. So the old timers were still around.
And a lot of those dudes were named things like “three fingered Jack” and “one armed Rick” and “Lefty” … all from industrial logging accidents for a village of like 500 people.
I lived in an area that had a huge logging industry that eventually became one dude, one machine, and truck that comes and hauls them off to the port. But I was there just after the full mechanization and automation of the industry. So the old timers were still around.
And a lot of those dudes were named things like “three fingered Jack” and “one armed Rick” and “Lefty” … all from industrial logging accidents for a village of like 500 people.
Nothing like dropping a 400 ft tall tree on your head either.