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Haha. The Clint Eastwood movie character.

Our border fence is gone. I damn near knocked it over with my crappy corded leaf blower. It’s time. He tried to hire his usual guy. No answer, and he ran off a few other guys.

I tried to hire a fence outfit. You know the ones. Big trucks, with warehouses full of building supplies. Not the cheapest option; but certainly the most efficient. He said no.

I finally found one smaller operation. I explained Gran Torino (GT) to him. He showed up smack on time. He’s hired
What a monumental task!
GT demands; he wants to buy the wood himself to use his 10% Vet discount
100% redwood. 4x6 redwood is awesomely expensive.
He wants one bag of cement per hole. We fought this and won. Turns out he is moving in spring and was gonna leave us with a crap fence.
This and that.

The wildfire did two things. Blew up the cost of fencing and made it he material scarce.
That 10% discount is not worth it. I had to fight to get GT to okay delivery. He wanted me and his 75 year old self to pick up the stuff. It would have been five trips. I had to do one trip already when the delivery truck showed up with cedar planks.

If this fence guy doesn’t show, I’m stuck with a couple tons of material in my driveway. Yippee! He is supposed to show this morning. I bet we save $250 by not going with a big fence operation.