The park, aka my brother’s backyard:
Sadly, this was not a fun day, but a work day.
There is a crick that runs between my brother’s property and our dad’s.
They buried about 500 feet of it and we needed to build a head wall to contain high run off.
Oh, what’s a “crick?”
A crick is a small body of water between the size of a creek and a garden hose.
This crick a hundred years ago had a dam built across it to be able to hold water for making ice for the ice house on the farm.
My job for the day was just mixing the concrete. Not a difficult task at all.
We started at 8 am this is how far we got by about 10 am. My brother thought we would be done by 11. My dad had to make a run to the hardware store for more concrete so we are doing a little prep work for the right side wall.
Mini Ho in action.
My brother works for a plumbing company and has access to all sorts of really cool equipment.
ALL FINISHED !!
But, we were not finished by 11 am. This was a freak weather day for September 23rd in northern Illinois. It was 90 degrees and 80% humidity by 10 am and none of us could go past noon. So we started again the next morning at 8 am and we finished up by 10 am.
A little fine tuning with the tractor.
Almost done. Some grass seeding and it will be great.
I am fairly embarrassed to admit that I failed miserably on that Saturday of work.
By 10:30 am I literally felt like I was going to collapse from fatigue.
One of the problems was that I skipped breakfast. Another problem is that apparently I’m not 30 years old and in tremendous physical shape.
Going way back to when I was 30.
I used to work construction until I blew my back out and couldn’t do that work anymore.
The center fielder on our softball team was a couple of years older than me and I remember one game night he showed up and said, “Man am I tired.”
His job was being a buyer for a major department store so all he did all day was sit at a desk and make phone calls.
I told him this was my day:
Up at 5 am, physical labor until 3 pm, home by 4 pm,eat, go to the gym and then play two games of softball and I would be glad to play two more games every night.
Man, those days are long gone !!