ep040 The Wrong Valley

Warrior of the Woodland! Ranger Bill, Warrior of the Woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster, in the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad car.

Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission. And all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done. To the spreading chestnut tree, the village smithy stems.

The smith, the mighty man, is he. Yes, the great poor Henry Wythe, which long fella was so inspired by the physical strength of the village branc smith, that he immortalized him by writing this famous poem.

Well, we have a giant smith in Naughty Pine. His shop is at the main intersection of two highways just at the north edge of town. Jacques McIntosh is his name. He has arms like the piston rods on a steam logomotive.

Every morning you can hear him in his shop, singing praises to his lawn. He lives salvation to impart you. He loves me how I know. He lives with this. Jacques uses a five pound steel maw like most of us would use a tack hammer.

He's a spiritual giant in the community too, as well as a physical tower of strength. A lot of truck drivers and townsfolk purposely pass this place of business just to hear his sing. But things weren't always this way with the beloved Scotsman, who carries some of his father's accent in his speech, and who radiates the love of God and the joy of salvation like the heat

from the forge in his shop. But let's go back a couple of years and begin the story in Jock's own home with his wife, and I like to call this one the wrong Vah. Hello.