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When I was a teenager, I was splitting logs for our woodpile when I couldn’t find the familiar wedge I normally used.
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Looking around I spotted an old axe head and decided it would have to do.

Placing it into a good crack in the end of a large log, I knocked the axe head into place with a sledgehammer, and then began swinging. Suddenly, I felt a vibration running up the bones of my left arm from my wrist up to my elbow. Read More Confronting the Brutal Facts