That is correct! I am currently in Michigan. The State that exiled me 15 years ago. (That is my take on it... for Dramatic effect.) I have been back a handful of times just to see how things are going...
And to visit my brother.
He invited me up and since I have new found time... And I decided to take him up on it. So far... things are looking pretty good.
One of the things my brother has in common with the family... is he is a hoarder! The place that Dad purchased for us as a hunting property, was also used as a "Dump/ Storage" area for all of the things Dad could never throw away. This was all of Mom's stuff, Grandma.s stuff, and any other "stuff" that Dad could not fit in his home. Several times I offered to remove this junk, but Dad fought me pretty much ever step of the way. At one point, he actually dug stuff out of the garbage and made a huge stink about how I was throwing his life away!
You can't recover stuff once it is burned up into Cinders. "Ashes to ashes! Dust to dust!:
And so I burned a lot of stuff when Dad was busy cleaning up the place or making more room for more "stuff" I never was able to get rid of everything... But I did make a substantial dent.
And now Eric is up here with all of his "Stuff" in addition to Dad's left over junk. And I have offered to set up a fire and help him burn things to clear out some space.
Eric is far more open to the clearing out idea than Dad ever was. I'm sure moving several times has had an impact on him as much as moving around had on me. It is difficult to move "Stuff" around. And over time, you realize all that junk has not served its purpose. Time to clear things out!
Unfortunately, my brother can not get around as he once used to. so he has simply let things pile up because he can't take it to the dump. Or he just does not have the energy.
But I do! So, We started a burn barrel out in the yard and cleared away all of the loose wood cuts and broken plastic things that were of no use. Why fill up a land fill when you can release the nutrients into the air?
One of the final things was ...."The Chair!"
This chair has been in our family since Grandpa Allen made it. We don't actually know if Grandpa made it... But he did make furniture and he did carve things. Personally, I am a little skeptical, since Grandpa mostly whittled and never took on large projects like this. He made beautiful furniture, but I never saw any of his pieces with carvings on them.
That being said, we have had this chair in our family for as long as I can remember. It was in pieces in the garage for years, until Eric finally assembled it. (He must have found all of the parts.) The only problem was it was never finished; It was never used! And it was way TOO SHORT for anyone!
After being moved several times and left outside in the rain and snow... It is now completely useless unless you wanted to simply keep it as a display item. And it pains me to see this item sit out there and let the elements beat it up. Time to give it back to the Earth and put it out of our misery! I feel a Viking Funeral is a fitting end for it.
I don't feel any sadness in burning it. I don't really want to use the word "Destroy" but rather... Recycle. We are recycling it back into the components that the land can use. So now... along with all of the other burnable junk, the property is a little bit cleaner and a little bit happier.
Did I mention we did a little shooting? (Because... that is what guys do in the absence of any governing authority.) Eddy came up with some beer, meat, and guns. (A perfect Combo!) And we set up targets to target practice on.
What were the targets? Do you really want to know?
I hesitate to mention this in the blog, since I know there are young readers out there. But let's just say the bottles we were using as targets were filled with a substance that I did not want to touch or empty in the traditional manner. Where did this substance come from? Why was it in bottles? Who's "substances" was this? Well, if I ever reread this post... I know I will know. So let's leave it at that.
In the end, they made great targets and we were able to burn the bottles. (Because that was the right thing to do with that type of bio-hazard...)
Ed stayed the night and we are all went out to a local pub for some food. I love the atmosphere up here as almost every establishment is geared around the "North-woods" theme.
Hunters and outdoors-men are the main clientele. And the food is usually pretty hearty.
There is still much to be done. I think we will try to clean up some more junk around the house and set up another burn pile around an old stump. Hopefully, as the clutter clears, he will find the motivation to finish his projects(s). Because time is always ticking. And every second counts.