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Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Set Me Free, Somewhere in the Middle of Montana

Last Fall, my buddy George decided to leave life in the big city and head for Montana. George came back and got Lady Sara this summer and they're both up there in Big Sky Country preparing for winter. Here's a pic George posted on his blog (and a link to same) recently.

For a retired academic, old George sure looks like he knows what he's doing with that Stihl. Happy trails George and Sara, and stack that firewood high. Here's a song that you've probably heard many times; the most appropriate line: "Turn me loose, set me free, somewhere in Montana."


  1. Cuttin' five or six cords of firewood ain't for sissies. Neither is stackin' it.

  2. Well, after 68 yrs. I've finally got my Andy Warhol 15 minutes! Thanks, Dano.

    Buck, your comment tells me you've done it too. Only those who have know the time and energy involved.

    Sara & I Love Merle Haggard's, "Big City". The law of diminishing returns (so far) hasen't applied for the number of times we play it each day.

    Dano, keep the blood goin' round-n-round we need you.