From: Covenant@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: part four pity
Date: Sat Jul  2 04:00:19 1994
I've caught hell from many people for what we did next, but it was
all that we could do.  I swear this to you:  It was all that could be done.
It's a valley between those banks.  Even a bulldozer couldn't get
down in there and he was lying next to the creek that supplied all of our
animals with fresh water.  I rolled the junk tires down the hill while my
Mom and Dad cut up the two elms that had been lying there for the last
month or so.
After 6 hours and 3 different fires, we took what was left and
put it into garbage bags.  I'll never forget that smell.  Maybe it would
have been better if you couldn't see it from the road.  I started to thank
god that my sister wouldn't be back until tommorow.