Amen brother.I remember Everyone climbed except splicers.Even gravy road running.You used a brace and bit.You drilled those poles by hand and if you missed your next pole you owed a six pack.You worked in the hot Sun all day and drank whiskey all night.When you got home you dig the splinters out your hands and creasol off your burnt wrist.Damn we were hard asses.Quality meant something.My coax looked better off hooks than these bucket truck babies can do out a T40.Ha!
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