Bucky Comes To Town...

In my family, when you have a tree that needs to come down, there's only one person to call...Uncle Scott!  Uncle Scott is a recently retired paramedic firefighter, and one of our all time favorite people.  He has an excellent reputation for tree falling...unless you count the one that he fell across the back of his truck (completely smashing it), or the few unfortunate accidents with the chainsaw, but who remembers those???

When we moved in, there were a few trees that needed to come down...so we called Uncle Scott, who generously agreed to drive up from Portland and tackle the project.  When he arrived, he told me that he and my dad used to have a "side business" Bucky and Swampy's Woodcutters.  Their motto was "When you want something busted, call someone who can be trusted, Bucky and Swampy Woodcutters"  That's pretty hilarious!  Unfortunately Swampy (my Dad) couldn't make the trip, so Bucky came with longtime friend Gary (my dad, uncle Scott, and Gary all went to college together).  And my cousin, Ginny (Scott's daughter) came along to supervise.  


It was a great day, trees came down, and we are incredibly grateful!

Meet Uncle Scott a.k.a Bucky

Don't worry, he's a professional...and if anything goes wrong...he's also a paramedic.   :-)

Luke had a half day of school, so he joined in and worked hard.

Luke was intrigued by the helmet...every time Uncle Scott took it off, Luke put it on.

The whole crew...Aaron, Luke, Ginny (and Junior the dog), Scott, Gary, and Peter

The "after" shot!