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...woodcutter who lives near West Plains, Mo. He is 58 years old. He is 6 ft. 1 in. tall, a handsome man with a weathered face and a small mustache. He is in physical trim that a weight lifter would envy. Ray cuts wood every day, stacking six tons on his truck and unloading it inside one of the kilns at Craig's Industries in Mountain View, Mo., before the sun gets too high. He figures he lifts...
...woods with his one-ton Ford flatbed truck by 7. He had with him his chain saw, an 18-in., yellow Swedish-made Pioneer, a thermos of water and another one of coffee. He was cutting wood on a ranch where loggers had taken the big timber. He had bought what they had left, tops from big trees and an occasional standing tree. He commenced work in a clearing the loggers had left surrounded by woods that cut off the breeze...
...started to load what he had cut. He had put stakes in the truck bed to hold the wood in place, and he built up the load in one corner to 4 ft. high. He tossed in 100-pounders or more not quite as effortlessly as matchsticks (he grinned after he chunked in a particularly big one, saying "Whew" in mock theatrics), but he was not breathing heavily...
...price he receives is low these days, $8 a ton, and he and his second wife are having a hard time getting by, but he has cut wood since he was 14 years old and can't see himself working at anything else. He and his first wife, who died a few years ago, had eight children, and they raised them on his woodcutter's wages. Back in the days when he began, he says, "There weren't nobody lower than a woodcutter," but today his skills are more respected, and he tells proudly that the bank was willing...
...concrete scattered through your bluebook will have you up for sainthood. Or at least Dean's List. Name at least the titles of every other book Hume ever wrote; don't just say "Medieval cathedrals"--name nine. Think of a few specific examples of "contemporary decadence," like Natalie Wood. If you can't come up with titles, try a few sharp metaphors of your own; they have at least the solid clink of pseudofacts...