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Post by Clipper on Mar 26, 2011 10:02:42 GMT -5
Goodness. That siding project was in August 2008. Doesn't seem that long ago. I simply got on the internet and found all the info I needed to properly install the siding. That job went well until the rivet in one of the hinges on the aluminum 8 ft step ladder gave out and I broke two ribs. Soon after that, I hired a young guy and I stayed on the ground and cut the siding for him, while he installed it on the remaining two sides of the building. We now have a brand new, commercial grade, Werner fiberglass step ladder. I also took the advice of one of our members and don't take my butt any higher on ladders than my shoulders are when I am standing on flat ground. I did find out that when we are in our sixties, we don't "bounce" as well as we did when we were young. Stoney, I have seen pictures of the building up in our back yard when it was a grocery store back in the thirties. It used to be down next to the road about 50 yards up the road from our house. There WAS an outhouse in those pictures. I also have a neighbor that has an old outhouse in his back yard that he uses to store his shovels, hoes and other garden items. He moved it, filled in the pit, and covered the two holes with plywood. It hasn't been used for an outhouse in many years, but it still smells like one when you open the door on a hot day, ROFL.
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 26, 2011 18:42:18 GMT -5
The underground holds more secrets and surprises than the above! Its rarely what we can see that surprises us, its what we cant. Sorry to hear, good luck unblocking! Thank you jgrobinson! What a relief. The problem was taken care of in three hours. All dug up, tree root removed, new pipe placed in and hole covered up with top soil and grass seed already planted. Hallelujah!!!!!!! You should have seen the size of the tree limb they had to remove. It was unreal. Now the good news, the Marcy inspector, who just happen to be driving by stopped to watch them work, and when they pulled out that piece of damage pipe gave us some hope for real good news. The pipe is made out of clay and was put in the 1800s so there is a very good possibility the town will pay for the work we had to do. He is going to push for it at the board meeting this coming Tuesday and let us know the outcome. Things couldn't get any better then that. Keep your fingers crossed for us. ;D
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Post by stoney on Mar 26, 2011 18:46:35 GMT -5
I ended up locked in an outhouse at 3 in the morning one time when the stupid outside latch came down. I was practically freaking out, as no one could hear me yelling up in the camp on Moose River. I was pounding & the damned thing started rocking back & forth, almost tipped over, I dropped my flashlight (at which point it when out), & I was petrified of the "hole". Finally the latch must have loosened & I got out. Not funny.
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Post by bobbbiez on Mar 26, 2011 18:58:43 GMT -5
Then why can't I stop laughing. ;D
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Post by JGRobinson on Mar 27, 2011 6:25:27 GMT -5
Glad to hear B, the Poopy pipe is scary and expensive. They pay is a good thing!
Locked in an outhouse is too funny! Glad you escaped!
We had the Blue Lagoons in Fort Drum, an unending source of entertainment by the Troopies and NCO's alike, also disgusting in so many ways. People were rolled in them and occasionally a HUMMV would find its way into one, thats not pretty either.
When I was a Section Leader many years ago, I once had a Mega Turd Platoon Sergent order me to take him to one of the Big Cement 8 holers they built after the ban on Cat Holes. As soon as he got comfortable, I poked the end of My M16A2 in the doorway and let 30 blanks rip. Scared the Sh!t out of him literally! He was so pissed off! Later on in the exercise I caught him in one again and backed my HMMV up to the door so he couldn't get out, left him in there for 20 minutes as the entire platoon sat outside and laughed like hell! I ended up with CQ duty a few nights after that but it was well worth it!
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Post by JGRobinson on Mar 27, 2011 6:30:58 GMT -5
The old wooden four holers were the worst; dangerous, hornets the size of Hummingbirds and nasty snakes in the pit. I was more comfortable with the Cat hole...
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