1911
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I was an enthusiastic youth. I had a lot of opportunity in life but somehow I ended up in a saw mill. It was an honorable profession. I got into it at a time when men were men, women were women, and if a man loved a man, it was in the closet. ....not that it matters just thought I'd mention it. Days after taking up my long term employ in the saw mill, I became quite the sharpener for the blades in the mill. My hands were like that of a surgeon, but that's not all they were good at. The fingertips were stained from the endless cans of Copenhagen that kept me going the long shifts when smoking was not possible due to the fire hazard. By my third month, I had become quite popular. You know they called me Eel for a reason. It wasn't electric, but a beautiful Eel nonetheless......TBC