Our Plumber, an important member of the team

Gerry, our plumber is a godsend. A funnier man can't be found.  The farmhouse was at least 6 months with no water or electricity before Heather took procession.  Gerry came to turn the water on for the first time. What he found was not good!  Split pipe upstairs.  Quick as a wink, fixed...running water at in the house.  Also destroyed the last good ceiling in the house, not Gerry's fault, but funny at the time, kinda.

Gerry isn't a plumber we found in the phonebook, he is the husband of one of my very best friends.  As a trade off for work, Gerry has a storage barn at the farm so he regularly comes and goes.  One afternoon I was complaining to him about the coyotes and his eyes lit up.  "in the back woods.  Mind if I go after him?" When I see him again, visions of Elmer Fudd. He is dressed head to toe in hunting gear, he is serious!  The next time I see him, he is soaked up to his gullet!  He tried to jump across a wet swampy creek onto a little hillock and went down to the bottom, gun thrust over his head, had to use the butt end to pry himself out to the goo and water. Ahhh hahaha where's Bugs Bunny ?  Vern says to him, "Gunna wear yer life jacket next time you go hunting, Gerry?" Bahahaha

Gerry comes to our aid whenever there is a water emergency, which, thank goodness, are fewer and fewer these days.  When the pump in the well went, Gerry had already strained his back.  The well cover is a really heavy piece of thick concrete. While I was running to the garage to get something to help remove the lid, Gerry was lifting it off himself.  I returned to watch him work.  He stands up, stooped over for a few steps..."Omg you look like a Neanderthal !" I tell him.  Oop, A few more steps and he's straightening up! "There you go, Homo Erectus again." I ratted him out to his wife, hoping maybe she could nag him into not doing stuff like that,  ha no luck there.

A good plan last year was to pump water out of the creek for the vegetable garden.  Vern put in a sump pump and out of it ran a hose with a sprinker.  Easy, simple. I get a phone call from Gerry, "Do you have another sprinkler?" "Yeah," I say, "at my house, in my shed." "I'm in your shed." "Oh...why do you need another sprinkler?"  " Cause I blew the ass outta the one here." When I get to the garden, there is a beautiful gas pump, hoses, taps, with splitters, two hoses and the whole garden getting a beautiful sprinkle.  Love our plumber !