Watching Giant Pick-Up Sticks

Brother Mark wanted to see the Eisleben Lutheran Church in Scott City after we had an excellent lunch at The Piebird Cafe in Fruitland to celebrate Mother’s 90th birthday. After seeing the church, Mother said she thought the road we were on would take us to the river, so we went exploring. When we got to SEMO Port, we came upon a huge mound of logs with a big, yellow LeTourneau pedestal crane presiding over it. (Click on any photo to make it larger.)

 Missouri Fibre turns logs into wood chips

We asked a couple of men working on a piece of equipment near the road, what was going on. They said they worked for Missouri Fibre Corporation, turning scrap wood into wood chips.

“In fact, if you pull up to where that sign is, you can watch the crane operator 90 feet up in the air unload a truck.”

 Like Pick-Up Sticks for giants

We watched the operator scale the big column, get into his “office” and set the crane in motion. He dropped the grapple gently over a stack of logs on a semi, then gradually caused its fingers to wrap around them.

When he was satisfied he had them in his grip, he lifted them off the truck, usually without dropping any, and gave them a ride to the big stack. It was like playing with Giant Pick-Up Sticks. He made it look so easy that Mark commented, “That looks like fun. I could do that all day long.”

 Tim Hart, mill manager

After shooting these frames, I walked back across the road where the wood chips were piled. “What are you doing?” Tim Hart, mill manager for Forbes, asked. His tone was curious, not confrontational. After identifying myself and my mission, we had a friendly and informative chat.

Missouri Fibre takes scrap wood not suitable for lumber and turns it into wood chips and mulch. The chipper is set up to handle wood up to 24 inches thick. “We can actually handle a little larger, but we tell the suppliers 24 inches, knowing that they’ll send us some slightly larger.” This is the big brother to the wood chipper you might see on your street devouring small tree branches.

The crane we were watchng was erected in 2002 at a cost of two million dollars. The operator is sitting about 90 feet above the ground and the boom is about the same length.

 Mill ships about 250,000 tons a year

The wood is a mixture of everything cut locally, but it’s mostly hardwood – oak, cherry, dogwood and ash. Pieces that are too large to run through the chipper are used as firewood.

Tim said the mill ships out 200 to 250-thousand tons of material a year, mostly by barge. “The [2011] flood slowed us down. We couldn’t ship by barge, so we had to use trucks.”

 Ready for more logs

Tim said the Cape mill is the largest the corporation’s half-dozen scattered throughout the state. The demand for newsprint and office paper is down, he said, but an increase in the amount of biofuel needed has helped to offset the drop. The mill employs about six workers for its five-day-a week operation.

It’s pretty amazing what you can run into if you aren’t afraid to go down unfamiliar roads and talk to strangers.

Central High School Aerials

This view of Central High School from the early 1970s is looking from the southeast corner roughly to the northwest. Caruthers Ave. is running along the right side of the photo. The new gym is under construction and the swimming pool with its bubble hasn’t been started. (Click on any photo to make it larger.)

Central High School aerial 2011

This photo of Central High School (now Central Junior High School) is taken from about the same angle. Caruthers is on the right side of the picture, Independence is at the bottom and Broadway runs left and right at the top. You can see the “new” gym that was just getting started in the first photo, along with the domed swimming pool. Town Plaza Shopping Center is in the bottom left.

Central High School SE to NW

This 2011 view is from the southeast to the northwest. The intersection of Caruthers and Independence is in the lower left-hand corner.

Northeast corner

We’ve circled to the northwest corner of the property in this 2011 shot. Caruthers runs left and right in the foreground of the photo. Kingshighway is at the top.

 

 

 

 

2011 Birthday Season Party

Saturday night, we held a 90th Birthday Season celebration for Mother’s friends and family. This gallery of photos is probably of interest mostly to the folks who were there or people who know us. I promise we’ll get back to more general interest stuff soon. There are some good stories in the pipeline. (Thanks to Son Matt and Brother David for shooting some of these.)

Birthday Season Photo Gallery

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2011 Birthday Season Day 1

This is Mother’s 90th Birthday Season. David, Diane and Amy Steinhoff came in from Tulsa; Kim Steinhoff-Tidsale and daughters Brynn and Taylor came in from Denver (Casey is due Saturday); Wife Lila and I arrived from WPB (she flew; I drove); Adam, Carly and Graham Steinhoff flew in from West Palm Beach; Matt, Sarah and Malcolm drove up from Palm Beach Gardens. Mark is coming in from St. Louis Saturday.

This is the biggest gathering of Steinhoffs ever. We can no longer hold a family reunion in a phone booth.

Mother had hair appointment

We knew Mother had a hair appointment at 10, so I was given the task of putting out the word as soon as she left the driveway. Within minutes, the whole clan camped out on the porch to surprise her. We waited and waited and waited. Someone suggested that we REALLY surprise her by leaving a message saying that we had all decided to go to lunch. (We carefully noted the name of that person for when it comes time to update the will.)

When the honoree finally arrived, there was much hugging and a few wet eyes. Most of that action was captured in a video for later editing. With the surprise out of the way, there was a general agreement that we were hungry.

A motion to head to Wib’s BBQ in Jackson was made and passed. We took over the joint.

Friendly waitress grabbed camera

A friendly waitress offered to take a photo so I could be in at least one picture. I checked out how close she was to the nearest exit and tried to remember if I had ever stiffed her for a tip, then decided to relinquish my Nikon. She did a pretty good job.

We’re a wired family

Carly and Matt stay connected with the world while Graham exhibits his excitement.

Don’t want to miss anyone

This shot of Amy, Adam, Sarah and the back of Diane’s head insures that everyone is in at least one photo. I want to make sure NOT to offend anyone who might be picking out my Old Folks’ Home in the future.

The fellow in the cap in the background was not part of our gathering.

Missouri Conservation Center great for kids

We decided the kids needed to burn off some energy, so we headed to North County Park, figuring we’d hit the playground.

I suggested we spend a few minutes in the Missouri Conservation Center. The kids and adults loved it.

Malcolm liked building things out of blocks made from tree branches. Then, he and the girls and David were fascinated by a live bee hive with bees flying in and of the hive through a transparent tube in the wall. Malcolm spent 20 minutes trying to spot the queen. David was curious about how long a honey bee lived. (About six weeks per Matt’s Googling.) Since we had seen bees flying around in the butterfly garden out front, Malcolm was able to really made the connection between flowers, bees and honey.

David’s hidden talents

Right next to the block area was a small puppet stage. David started pulling out animal puppets and coming up with an elaborate story about who they were and how they interacted, ending up with a tale about a skunk.

When he finished to a standing ovation (actually, everybody wanted to see another exhibit, so they stood up to leave), I looked behind the stage to see if he had been reading from a script. I am proud to report that he was ad libbing.

Audience was rapt and appreciative

You can tell from the expressions that he did a great job.

We’ll more than likely report on other events. By Sunday, folks will be catching planes and scattering back to their homes.

We’re going to make an effort to get together like this more often. After all, we’d all come together for a funeral. Why not celebrate living instead?