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Biographical Essay: The Tale Of Two Road

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The Tale of Two Roads
I grew up in a town called Cottage Grove Oregon. Many there worked in the timber industry. I come from a long line of loggers, road builders and log trainsmen. My grandfather, my father and my brother all worked their entire lives in the woods. I even worked in the timber industry for about eight years in a plant that made glulam beams. (Glued laminated timber beams) Growing up, on weekends we spent a lot of time out in the woods. Whether it was deer hunting, gathering fir cones to sell or cutting firewood; those are some of the most precious times with my family.
My grandpa Norm had a reputation as one of the greatest logging road builders in Oregon history. Western Oregon is known for its rugged terrain. It was said that Norm Bachelder could build a …show more content…

Is anything worth more than your soul?” (Matthew 16:26) Parable of the Rich Man and Lazarus “Jesus said, ‘There was a certain rich man who was splendidly clothed in purple and fine linen and who lived each day in luxury. At his gate lay a poor man named Lazarus who was covered with sores. As Lazarus lay there longing for scraps from the rich man’s table, the dogs would come and lick his open sores. ‘Finally, the poor man died and was carried by the angels to be with Abraham.[e] The rich man also died and was buried, and his soul went to the place of the dead.[f] There, in torment, he saw Abraham in the far distance with Lazarus at his side. “The rich man shouted, ‘Father Abraham, have some pity! Send Lazarus over here to dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue. I am in anguish in these flames.’
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