Happening In Life. Happening. My life has been full. Too numerous to pick one such incident which really stands out more than the other. Fixing the foot valve on the windmill was a saga. But the words are hard to find to express my father's feelings at the time would be unprintable. Suffice to say the air turned blue. Tiny. The guy helping us to do the work let the pipe slip from the chain to fall to the bottom of the borehole. We sat beneath the windmill for hours to try to lasso the pipe then winch it out of the mud. Then out of the ground piece by piece until all the pipe had been removed. The foot valve was replaced. The pipe then had to be lowered down the bore hole. Tiny wasn't allowed any where near the windmill workings until all was secured in place. Or I could have explained the horror week after family members were injured in a car accident. My husband, His friend. Daughter. And son. They all went for a S...
Life takes many turns. Good. And bad. But if you are strong you'll survive.