One summer, crews of men came to Grandma's to cut trees from the woods.   They had big saws and trucks to haul the trees away.  

They stayed for a month and lived in tents in the woods.   All day long, they worked in the woods and in the evening, brought the trucks out, loaded with long logs.

They had to drive under electrical lines that were strung from the field to the house.   There was a lane at the end of the field that they used to get from the woods to the road.

One evening, Grandma, Daddy, Momma and I were sitting out on the back lawn watching them come up that lane.   One man had to climb the electric pole and push the wire up with a long pole.

As we watched the man climb the electric pole, he pushed up the wire and sparks flew and the man slumped over, hanging from the pole.

Daddy took off running down to to the field.   The other lumberjacks were jumping out of their trucks and running toward the electric pole.   Grandma ran into the hatchery to use the phone and Momma took me by the hand and ran into the house.

"You lay down on Gramdma's bed and take a nap now, Punkin," she said.   "I'm just going to go outside and see what's going on."

Well, probably Momma didn't want me to watch and that is why she wanted me to take a nap.   I snuggled into Grandma's bed and sighed a big sigh, like I was going to sleep.   When Momma went back outside, I jumped up and peeked through the bedroom curtains.

Grandma and Momma were now down in the field with Daddy and all the lumberjacks.   Soon an electric power company truck drove into the field, along with other farmer's cars and trucks.   They were running around and some of them had ladders.

Soon, a long black car came.   The electrical power company man climbed up the pole and took the lumberjack down and put him in the back of the car and they left.   The long black car had a thing on the top that made a siren noise.

Later, when Daddy and Momma and Grandma came back to the house, they sat down at the kitchen table.   I pretended that I was still asleep.

I heard Grandma say, "They've been coming out that lane all week.   I wonder what happened this time?"

Daddy said, "I don't know, Ma. He must have touched the wrong wire."

"I feel so sorry for his family," Momma said.

Then they were quiet.   Nobody told me what happened, but I think that man died from electric shock.