The hunters were used to working as a team, and so were their families. Each fall they spent long happy hours preparing each tiny detail for the upcoming hunting season. The families got together to help pack and freeze the venison, elk, fish or whatever the hunt presented.
After the season there was a time of readjusting to daily life and playing catch up on the projects put off during the hunting season.
One fine man where the group often met had been talking about putting in a fence, but the cost was an issue. The materials were expensive enough but when he added in the cost of installation it was prohibitive.
One of the guys said, “Bet we could do it” and others agreed.
So the families put together a feast while the guys made a plan for installation of the gigantic fence. On the appointed Saturday we all seemed to go back in history in the spirit of the “houseraisings” of long past. Thousands of footsteps occurred that day as everyone worked as a community to put up that fence around more than a half acre of home and property.
Weary ones showed up at the buffet and tanked up for another run at the work outside. By the end of the fay the fence was finished, looking shiny and sturdy, and all were well fed and satisfied.
Oh, and there was that glow of a job well done by folks who teamed together as one community of friends who still remember the lessons of history about helping one another to make amazing things happen.
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