I got to spend some quality time with my boy today. His favorite part is "searching for buried treasure" (a.k.a. property corners) with the Schonstedt although we were only doing some concept layout for a new construction project starting next week. I hope everyone enjoys their 4th!
Help that boy out and lower the the DC so he can see it.
Congrats. I always had to borrow a boy from the neighbors.
Stephen Ward, post: 434834, member: 1206 wrote: Help that boy out and lower the the DC so he can see it.
Can't move the bubble any lower, no point in making the screen any lower than that...good problem solving abilities will take a person far :clink:
That is THE STUFF right there.
[GALLERY=media, 35]Rodman Aiden by Stacy Carroll posted Jul 3, 2017 at 7:18 AM[/GALLERY]
Here is Grandson #1 showing an interest.
Cameron Watson PLS, post: 434802, member: 11407 wrote: His favorite part is "searching for buried treasure" (a.k.a. property corners) with the Schonstedt
By far, this is my favorite part as well.
Holy Cow, post: 434862, member: 50 wrote: Congrats. I always had to borrow a boy from the neighbors.
Did you ask the neighbors first?
Most of the time they were thrilled to get rid of the youngun's all day. Parents can be funny that way.
Nice pic.
I have 'fond' memories of spending quality time surveying with Pops in the late '50s and early '60s...dragging around wood in the actual GI duffel bag Pops was discharged with....
My personal opinion is that one should be careful exposing children to surveying. Look what happened to me. A child exposed to such rigors might accidently stick with it his or her entire emotionally scarred life. And after a career in surveying I am left with nothing but a fixed income with which to survive. I cannot afford the intense professional clinical attention required to undo the years of surveying that has left me hopelessly warped and cynical. My only therapy is the hours spent here on this message board....endlessly recanting my childhood in an effort to make sense of it all...;)
All seriousness aside, I can remember when Pops would bring the survey wagon home on Friday night. This meant he had something planned for Saturday. I would wake early and run off on my bicycle to avoid the inevitable. But Pops would wait me out until hunger made me return to the house. "It's only getting hotter" was his usual remark. The man was a real "Mother Teresa" for young surveying help.
paden cash, post: 435325, member: 20 wrote: recanting my childhood
Yes, in recounting your childhood now you do sometimes recant the statements you made to your parents and others in your youth.
(Did I beat HC to this one?)
Yup !
I worked on a project on the Elizabeth Islands. This is the island chain just west of Martha's Vineyard that separates Nantucket Sound from Buzzards Bay. the Islands, with the exception of Cuttyhunk, are privately held by the Forbes Family. This project was an effort to license all the water front structures in order to get permits under the amnesty relief offered by the state back in the early 90's. The family's goal is to maintain the islands as close to the mid 1800's as possible. Vehicles are not allowed for the family members, even bicycles are frowned upon.
Anyway, the reason for this post, and it's relation to the subject is that I was fortunate enough that the farm manager had in his possession the original field book from the 1830's when the property was surveyed. The previous surveyor had actually identified many of the structures that we were licensing and also kept a record of expenses, including, the cost to charter a sailboat to take him to the island, and the cost of hiring a local boy to help him with the survey. Ican only imagine the experience a young boy would have had at that time. I wonder what became of that boy.
