My Tree House

Everyone has to have a place to go to have some down time, a place to forget about the junk that happens at work. For me, that's the forestry forum. It's an online forum discussing all things forestry related. There are boards on sawmills and milling, drying and processing, chainsaws, timberframing, tree identification and more. I started visiting the FF when I had the desire to mill an ash tree on our ancestral land into lumber.

I would check back in from time to time, and slowly, I grew to really like the place. Here I find down to earth people, salt of the earth types who remind me of my great uncles, who I visited when I was a child. These are resourceful people, the people who can fix anything with a paper clip, a pair of scissors, some duct tape and chewing gum. There are people on the forum who make their own biodiesel fuel, make their own sawmills, and brew a little whiskey on the side.

I've grown to appreciate an online connection with people from all across the country, and I've also grown to appreciate the fact that a lot of them are rednecks. They crack me up, and I never fail to get a chuckle when I come online.

Tonight, there was a post that I had to share with my blogging buddies, a post that could only come from someone below the Mason Dixon line.

Enjoy.

I need some help from those of ya'll that live along I 10. I'm trying to find a radio station that had a particular fri-sat night show, with a lady disc jockey. The show played classic country with people calling in as they turned their coon dogs loose. Folks would call in and give their names, where they were at, and their dogs. Then they'd count down and turn'em loose. The radio station would then cut in with Grandpa Jones (I think) coon hunt'n song.
I'm trying to find this station on line. The problem is my memory. I can't remember where between say Tallahassee Fl. and Hammond La. that I listened to it. If anyone knows the station I'm talking about I sure would appreciate it.