Editorial

Worm, part 2

My education as an oil field “worm” started with “tripping out”, pulling out the pipe that had previously been punched into the earth in the twin towns of Midwest-Edgerton, Wyoming.

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Gazing out on the sea of mud that our horse paddock has become reminds me of another muddy quagmire, 44 years ago.The spring of 1980 found me at loose ends, with college classes done for the year and me looking to fund the next year of forestry school.

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‘In the bleak midwinterFrosty wind made moanEarth stood hard as ironWater like a stoneSnow had fallen, snow on snowSnow on snowIn the bleak midwinterLong ago’-Christina RossettiDuring the winter, I get hired to babysit the dinosaurs for a few hours.

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