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The Last Windrow: If our hands could talk

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“Ouch! That hurt!”

I uttered those words last week as I prepared my lawn mower to pick up leaves and sticks from our winter-strewn front yard. I was attempting to wire the chute in place when the back of my hand came into contact with a hot muffler.

I immediately put another burn scar on my left hand, which along with the other hand has had its share of cuts, burns, fingernail smashings, joint displacements and other maladies of the human hand.

 

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