I’m reblogging this in honor of Jackson’s 10th birthday. What a terrific grandson he is, and a true Lumber Jack.
There once was a legendary lumber man. The greatest man to ever wield an axe. This man’s name was Jackson.
Jackson was no ordinary boy. Born with an axe in his hand, he used a chainsaw as a rattle and cut his teeth on a big old knotty pine. He learned to climb a tree before he could walk, and he could beat any grown man at log rolling before his first birthday. When he was nine he could grow a full beard, so he left home and headed out to make his fortune.
“Bye Ma! Bye Pa!” Jackson called as he headed out with just his saw and his axe.
“Goodbye, son!” said his Ma.
“Make us all proud,” said his Pa.
Now even with his skills those first months on his own were not without peril. Once, Jackson came across a mountain lion fighting a grizzly bear. Mid-fight…
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Praying for Eyebrowz 
His surname’s not Crockett is it?
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No, but that might be a story for another time.
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‘killed ‘I’m a bar when he was only three’ if my memory serves me right. 🙂
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Yes! Side note, my husband’s mom’s maiden name was Parker. Fess Parker, who played both Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone was a second cousin.
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Well, well, well
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Our Jackson is ten this year, but he is an old soul. Last time he came for a visit the first words out of his mouth were, “Do you have an axe?” He worked at chopping a few trees down all week long.
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