Our normal family get together when we're back in WI: walk thru the door at 10amish and get asked how you want your WI old fashioned, everyone constantly having more old fashions thru out the day, then brandy alexanders for desert, no one's even tipsy.
White Boy Summer
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On this 7th day of Christmas I pray that all of you have a wonderful new year. May you seek the Lord and find Him. Further up and further in!
🚨 THE FINAL RADIO CALL EVERY LINEMAN FEARS - AND AN ENTIRE IBEW CREW BREAKS DOWN
They gather around his truck. Silent. Still. Every man bracing himself for what they’re about to hear.
Then the dispatcher’s voice comes through the radio:
“Clear the airway.”
“This is the last and final call for Kyle Ferree.”
“He has climbed his last pole. His hooks are hung.”
“After six years of service, his work here on earth is done.”
“Kyle, may you rest in peace. Although you are gone, you will never be forgotten.”
“Kyle, you are now clear of duty.”
“Rest in peace, brother. Go with God. We will take it from here.”
And then - one by one - the crew checks out over the radio:
“2:08 checking out.”
“2:11 checking out.”
“2:17 checking out.”
“3:30 checking out, little buddy.”
“3:35 checking out.”
“3:36 checking out.”
And on and on… each man saying goodbye in the only way linemen know how.
Kyle Ferree was an IBEW brother.
A father of two with a third on the way.
A husband. A friend.
Gone in seconds during routine line work.
No reporters.
No speeches.
Just raw loyalty from the workers who climb in storms, ice, and darkness - and know this could have been any one of them.
Who’s really looking out for the people who do this job?
"This critical review voices some of my concerns, and I have not even read the book."
"If one gives an answer before he hears, it is his folly & shame."
—Proverbs 18:13
Dear friends, I made this video but felt the need to do some last-minute editing due to recent events. The edits were taxing. Not the work, but the content. Many tears were shed during the process.
We need brotherhood more than ever.
We celebrate during the summer months but White Boy Summer remains throughout the year. Even on the coldest, darkest winter day, it remains.
Pray for the nation. Pray for one another. Pray for me.
“We know there will be consequences for saying what others are afraid to say. We will not be silent. We will not comply. We will not flinch. Our duty is to God, and our aim is the good of our neighbors—even those who revile us.”