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Submitted By -                                                                                                                                                                          A linemans son                       I used to love playing in the belly of the line truck, you always told me to stay away from the goop pot.   From a square to a bolin or a clove hitch,  you taught me how to tie every knot.     Or the time I was 5 & you got called out one night,   I went along with you & sat in the Forman truck & shined the spotlight.     Growing up I didn't know exactly what a lineman did ,but not many people do.      You loved being a lineman ,Forman, & troubleman, but you never brought your job home with you.      I remember watching our pine tree shutter in the rain and wind.     And you would be gone working for days on end.    You were always proud of me. that I always knew....     .....I'm proud to be in the family busyness,  And I'll be out there on the line missin you.                                  Love,                            A linemans son