My grandfather was a logger and a wrestler back in the 1920s.
He was in the Alaskan Gold rush and got his name in the Klondike news when he found a bag of Gold after a robbery.
I wonder if he talked like Boxer when he was young.
He had a 1908 Olds truck with an exhaust cut out that he would make it roar.
I had a neighbor, Leo Smith, that was a 80 year old ex logger who had a car engine driven saw mill and built a barn for me 30 years ago. He never stopped bragging about all the fights he had been in. Amazing stories. He drove a Winton automobile across the Canadian border on dirt roads for a bootlegger when he was 15. His sons were gypo loggers and they were tough and rough. The Kenworth green and white self loading log truck made some nefarious collections.
