They call me Woody Gray Squirrel

Most of the time when Paul would come by the shop, he would find me messing with a piece of wood and then I went to work at the Canebrake in the woods so he started calling me Woody.

One day at work we were placing 6” X 6” posts up on a deck and I needed to be on the ground and looked down and decided that it was to far to jump. Seeing a hickory sapling not to far away, jumped grabbing on to the tree which leaned away from the deck while I swung to the opposite side and it let me off on the ground. One of the workers on the deck said “damn he looked like a Gray Squirrel” and that is the moment the name came to life.

Woody is becoming my alter ego, my split personality. When Kris feels he is being stepped on or picked on Woody takes over. You need that rock moved, don’t ask for Kris, find Woody to do it.

There ain't nothing easy in them woods,
Woody Gray Squirrel