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**** Loggers
a short story by Gregg Mackey
Standing with his eight year old son, Tim, Chuck Smith looked on as the logger felled the marked trees, limbed them up, skidded them to the header and sawed them into logs. Another logger loaded the logs on his truck. Fully loaded, the huge rig grunted and groaned under the weight of the logs as it pulled onto the roadway, slowly picking up speed as it headed away.
Chuck shook his head in disgust. "I never would have had this place built in the country if I'd known that the property across the way was going to be destroyed by **** loggers. Those beautiful trees they're gone!" exclaimed Chuck. "Is it wrong for those men to take trees away, Dad?" asked Tim. "Of course its wrong, Tim! Remember Earth Day? Remember how we learned that we can't live without trees? Of course its wrong, Tim, and I'm going to do something about it!" proclaimed Chuck.
Just then, Chuck remembered a group of people who had a booth set up at the park on Earth Day- they called themselves "Saviors of the Trees."
Chuck turned away, heading for his brand new spruce framed home. He walked up his yellow pine front steps, across his fir-decked front porch, into his poplar trimmed front room with its gorgeous wide pine floor, through his cherry cabineted kitchen, grabbing his checkbook off the hard maple counter top. Next, he headed up the birch staircase and down the hall to his oak wainscoted study, parking himself in his ash office chair at his walnut desk. He then tore a made-from-hemlock-pulp check from his checkbook and wrote out a hefty check to "Savior of the Trees."
Young Tim then entered the study. Holding the check in his hand, Chuck turned to his son and said, "Tim, this check is one way we can put an end to these loggers. We can't live without trees." Gregg Mackey, 1990
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