Fence me in
Fence me in By Bill Stork, DVM Joe and Sam tamped the gravel around the last post rock-solid. They stepped back and Austin Kind stepped in, drew his DeWALT, and sunk the last two screws on the final board. The origin of the fence was a quarter mile north. The first post had been planted over a month ago, but this vision was ten years in the making. It was eighty-eight in the shade, but the nearest tree was twenty yards. The crew gathered their tools and guzzled water. I had c
