I always wanted to ride in a hot air balloon. There’s just one problem with my dream of riding in a balloon I’m just a little afraid of heights. But my fear of heights if not my fault it’s my brother’s and Pete’s fault. When we were little daddy found a house that was being demolished and he was able to get enough lumber to build us kids a play house. Daddy built the play house it the corner of our back yard beside a large pine tree. My brother and Pete are older than me but that didn’t stop me from trying to do everything they did this included climbing up the pine tree and getting on the roof of the play house. I could climb on the play house roof just as good as they could. I did have one small problem I could get on the roof I just couldn’t get back down. I’m sure there was never a time that my brother or our best friend Pete, would get on the roof just to see me stuck up there. If I was going to have a song to go with my play house story it would be that Van Halen song that says “you might as well jump. ” But today’s song is about riding in a hot air balloon which I have never done. I have had a similar experience I have ridden on a crane–twice.
My last story was about my time being stuck in an elevator with a CT gantry. This is another story about a CT delivery . The location for this delivery was not the same hospital but it was across the street from it at a large doctor’s building. This time there was no chance of getting stuck in an elevator because we were going to make the delivery from outside the building. Behind the building was a large crane that was attached to a massive steal platform. On the top floor was a large hole in the wall. Would you like to guess what happened next? That’s right was moved the CT gantry from the truck onto the platform and held on to the CT gantry, as if we could stop the gantry from moving, the crane operator then begun to raise us up to the top floor. I suppose that this was sorta like riding in a hot air balloon but I believe a hot air balloon would be a lot less stressful. Because being lifted ten Stories in the air with a heavy large piece of medical equipment that could tip out of the platform right on top of me was very stressful. I know some of you may say there’s not a ten story building across from the hospital. Well OK it was on the third floor, but the building is on top of a hill and looking down to level ground from outside of the third floor would be like looking from ten floors up if it was on level ground. That and a ten story building makes a better story. The truth is anything that’s higher than the play house is scary.
Now it’s time to tell about my first experience riding a crane. Way back in 1988 I was looking for work so I filled out an application at a temporary agency. The way it worked back then was you were to call every morning after 6 and before 7 and tell them that you were available to work that day. Unlike what some people thought there was no one at the temp agency that was going to come out and hold your hand to get a job. After a week or so someone at the temp agency called and wanted to know if I could lift 65 pounds. I told them sure I can do that. They told me to at the Port of Fort Smith at 7 in the morning. In the morning I arrived at the port signed in at the office and was told to go stand on the dock with the other temps. I went to the dock where about 20 or 25 other men were standing. None of us had a clue what we were going to do next. The regular employees arrived and one of them started up the crane, on the crane boom was a little steal cage that looked like it could hold one man. The crane operator dropped it by us and the boss says ” OK four of you guys get in. ” Well after all we were just temps and when I signed in at the office there was a large sign that read “Temps are not allowed in the break room. ” After two or three trips it was my turn so I and three other men stuffed ourselves in the metal basket The crane then lifted us up and over then lowered us down inside a barge. When all of us were inside the barge, the crane lowered down several rolls of brown paper we were told to cover the entire bottom of the barge with this brown paper. After we were finished with rolling out the paper they told us to form two groups at either end of the barge. We all looked up none of us knew what was coming next of coarse since we were all at the bottom of the barge when we looked up all we could see was the sky. I was guessing that the crane would lower a pallet of something. Turns out they didn’t just lowered one pallet at a time, We could hear the crane lifting something then suddenly we could see why the crane was making so much noise. Above the top of the barge came the crane’s load which was two steal I beams with a dozen pallets attacked to the I beams by hooks on the I beams. The pallets were in huge plastic bags like the giant sandbags that were used at New Orleans when Hurricane Katrina hit. When the massive weight of all the pallets hit the floor, the entire barge would move. The hooks were then released and my job began. Each of us would pick up a bag then we walked to the back wall of the barge and made a line of bags after that line was completed we started on the next line. In turns out that not only was I making a lot of money I was making the massive sum of five dollars an hour, plus I was helping with disaster relief. The sixty five pound bags were filled with a grain mixture which in large letters read USA relief or something to that effect after all this was in 1988 and I don’t remember every detail. The crane would go back and forth between the end I was at to the other end of the barge where the other group were. That’s what we all day long with one lunch break and other crane ride. At the end of the day the barge was about half full. The boss man says “I’ll see you guys back again tomorrow at seven o’clock”. Turns out not everyone came back the next day I never did find out why. The next day we were almost to the top of the barge and then something wonderful happened–we run out of bags! I wanted to stay around and watch them put on the large steal lids but I was still just a temp so I had to leave. There are not many jobs that comes with free crane rides. But somehow I still believe that riding in a hot air balloon maybe a whole lot more fun than my crane riding experiences. I hope you have enjoyed reading my stories today and maybe you learned something that you didn’t know. For instance maybe you learned the people that sung that Up Up and Away song are all black. Well just so you learned something.