Saturday, cloudy, cool. Carol still not feeling well. Wayne and Clifton cut a load of wood in the am. The girls, Clifton and I went to Prattsville in pm after a few groceries. Boys went out at night. Gerald stayed at Mary Ann's. My stomach some better.
In the winter it was cold as hell and every week the boys as well
As Dad would go to cut some firewood
With that old Farmall and Mall chainsaw
We'd find a tree and make a fall
And cut it up as quickly as we could
Cause the winter wind and chill was bearing down
As we struggled in that cold and muddy ground
Then we loaded up a half a cord and shivered while the tractor roared and took us tired half-frozen homeward bound.....
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