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Gone, but not Forgotten
The Reunion that Brought me Home
Gone, but not Forgotten
Lee Everett Mayfield
Burn, Baby, Burn
The Reunion that Brought me Home
Gone, but not Forgotten
Julie and I cleared the timber from two of our fifteen acres to build our Texas house. We sawed over forty 80-foot pine trees into sections small enough to carry and toss into a pit where we burned them. Julie loaded most of them into the backhoe's front bucket while I ran the tractor. It's hard work.
The Reunion that Brought me Home
The Reunion that Brought me Home
The Reunion that Brought me Home
This important milestone day is portrayed in the opening pages of my book. It was a true turning point in my life. Left to right: Brad Matocha, Joe Fred and David Engle.
Let's Run!!
Elevated Stream did the Trick
The Reunion that Brought me Home
Julie and me at the very first Rock and Roll Marathon in San Diego, California, in 1993. It was a pleasant little 26-mile jaunt with a different SoCal rock and roll band at each mile marker. Wasn't easy, but we finished it. The framed award ribbons adorn our wall along with a ten dollar bill I carried in my pocket in case of emergency.
Elevated Stream did the Trick
Elevated Stream did the Trick
Elevated Stream did the Trick
However, you have to be careful with elevated master streams in two story wood-frame construction. One thousand gallons of water every minute adds 8,330 pounds of weight, or about 250 TONS per hour.
Elevated Stream did the Trick
Elevated Stream did the Trick
This one is from the Scott Widby Collection. It is a gift made for his mother the first Christmas after he hired on with us in 1995.