So this pic's circa 1982ish, of me at age 23ish, taken by my customer, at the spur of the moment, and kind enough to mail to me later.
Fortunately my teenage tradition of using steel chain lanyards when buzzin baggy fan palms, lasted a few decades.
The sequence of events was me reaching up and parting the lowest palm fronds, startling a mother pigeon, that flew out hitting me right between the eyes with its beak, startling me so bad, I did a backflip and found myself hanging upside down, my back against the tree, with my Super2 still in one hand, at the exact moment my client, an old lady snapped the pic, laughing with good humor, as I fumbled about clipping my saw back onto my harness, righting myself, and finishing the job, chipped baby pigeons n all.
More humane than feedin the neighborhood cats.
Jemco
