Glenn's dad, uncle and grandfather ran a sawmill for many years in what could be considered our backyard. At one point, the mill was powered with steam engines. They still have one that's intact, but they had these two bodies also.
Glenn was feeling rather sentimental about these two hunks of metal. I understand. It's something that his dad was a part in and he misses his dad. It was a part of the sawmill and he started working at the sawmill when he was 6 years old (pond monkey--pushing logs from the pond into the mill). It's a cool piece of history.
And, he's a sentimental fool. That's why I like him so much.
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