Tower raising

Putting up our water tower was a little like an Amish barn raising. The boys built two sides, dug deep holes, then collected a whole bunch of our neighbors in the back of the truck to come and hoist the heavy pieces up and into place.

Some lifted, some placed braces, some heaved with ropes. I was pretty scared during the whole process and hid in the house. There was a lot of yelling and hollaring and guys running round in an excited manner, waving their arms, telling each other what to do. If those beams had dropped, they would have killed whoever was beneath them.
I came out and documented after it was all over.