I had a pair of Wolverine boots one summer trimming trees. They saved my ass many a time.
Highlights of the summer include:
01. Staring down bald-faced hornets, and losing.
02. Wrestling a competing crew’s foreman, and winning.
03. Dropping a tree onto some ladie’s flower/vine/rack thing.
04. Standing up to my foreman. Guy named “Henry.”
05. Four days on / 10 hours a day / 10 bucks and hour.
06. Being invited back. Can’t say the same for the foreman.