Big Iron
We were working in Robert's Dale Alabama on a two thousand foot television tower. Doug was the leader of this motley bunch of misfits; he was always wearing old sweat pants and looked like he were some kind of homeless person; Doug shaves his head and is very outspoken. He comes from Florida and gives off this confident aura; he has seen and done a lot of impossible things with heavy steel very high in the air. This leads us to my story.My first thought was, man this is going to hurt. Then almost without hesitation you get this sinking feeling in your stomach. I called to Doug via my two-way radio and told him that we would need to get an ambulance out here as soon as possible there had been a terrible accident. More about this later now let me tell you about the rest of the crew. It was my first winter working with Doug's crew; they were an experienced crew that ended up being one man short of a full crew, so it was decided by the powers that be that I go down to join them. I was excited to be going; I had been working as a site supervisor in Des Moines, Iowa and that job was nearing the end for another year. Doug's crew consisted of Chuck, a quiet black military man who had been working with Doug long enoug
I picked up my left arm with my right arm and put the cuff of my shirt in my mouth and clamped down with my teeth. I said lets do this; Ray as carefully as he could called down to the operator and said gettin up on the 3/8 EASY. This is how we indicated to the operator that he was preforming a delicate operation Once we got close to the ground Doug was standing there to help land us; I said Doug I messed up bad; "don't worry about it Gary we are gonna get you to the hospital they will help you" Doug said. The rest of the crew would arrive before me, but we would all be there just after Thanksgiving in the Year of Our Lord 2000. We had been making great progress by the beginning of December; the project had gotten off to a start by all the big shots showing up on the day we would stand the first 150-foot of the tower. The same old routine, the television stations would all show up so they could sell their new toy to the public, they would come armed with news crews and usually a bunch of other people just to get in the way. Then there would be food; the local television station would have bar-b-q catered with all the trimmings. Ray had already gone up to the top of the gin pole to get a 3/8 cable that we had rigged previously for another purpose. I immediately got this sinking feeling in my stomach; this is going to be bad. Then it was over the 42,000 pound section had just rolled over my left arm. The pain was instant my arm looked like it had been run through a ringer washer. With the calmest voice that I could muster I called down to Doug to tell him there had been a bad accident. There nestled in the pine trees in the red southern dirt we would build a miracle of modern engineering. We were in the process of building a steel structure that would marvel anything to date; this thing would be huge compared to the kind of thing we were building just a few years ago. The thinking here is that if you build one big tower and put all of the local stations on it, it will save everyone money. I had been on the opposite side of the tower doing the rigging that we needed to get the section around. Being the hard drivi
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Approximate Word count = 1441
Approximate Pages = 6 (250 words per page double spaced)
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