The boys were flying on acid on the veneer line, that much I knew. I never worked on veneer but I saw it done. A…
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I was minding my own business when I heard the thump of heavy footwear on the porch. I stepped outside in time to intercept two…
We rolled out of Lemmon Valley, just north of Reno, late on an icy night in December. My brother had insisted that a little midwinter…
June of 1977 there was uncertainty about the future of the mill in Fort Bragg. At that time it had been in operation for over…
I’ll admit I was down-and-out. I was borderline Fun Bunch. But these things are subjective. One man’s pith is another’s drivel. I was in the…
At first, American lumbermen were mystified when Chinese laborers gathered the slime-covered gastropods from the cove where schooners moored to load Union Lumber Company products.…
Fort Bragg -- where the streets are straight, the fish are biting and the bars stay open in all weather. When I was a mallet-headed…