I Got Spurs that Jingle, Jangle Jingle, As I Go Ridin’ Merrily Along

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After the Great Depression and the Second World War were over my dad decided we needed to build a new barn on our farm along Jurgens Road.  Dad had a grove of second growth fir trees along Hazelbrook Road and in 1945 he hired Jack Johnson, a gyppo logger from Norwood to bring his portable sawmill, cut some trees down and saw them into boards to build a barn closer to the house. Gyppo loggers,
as they were called, moved their equipment from one place to another, cutting and sawing logs for local farmers like us.