Storm Shelter Installation

Living in Cullman, Alabama, we are reminded of the 2011 tornado outbreak  every time we drive through downtown.  Much of it has been rebuilt, but there are several properties which are still vacant.  Cement slabs are a harsh reminder of the destruction that a tornado can wreak in a matter of moments.  Odds are always in your favor that you won't be hit by a tornado.  Most people have only seen them on television, but do you want to take that chance?   Unpredictability combined with being unprepared, is a crisis waiting to happen.  It could even be life ending!

My wife and I decided we would better our chances of survival, just in case the unthinkable happened.  We studied storm shelters online and narrowed our choices down to two companies, Alabama Safe Shelter of Cullman and Valley Storm Shelter in Huntsville.  We decided to buy a "walk-in" unit because I've seen too many "in-ground" shelters which had problems with water.   Granted, the newer buried shelters claim to be waterproof and probably are.  I just didn't want to take the chance of water issues ten years down the road.

The shelter from Valley was a steel enclosure that bolted to a cement garage floor.  It was also advertised as a "safe-room" since it was bulletproof.  This one was actually our first choice.  We drove to their local showroom in Huntsville and the salesman was on the phone, so we waited.  The more I compared the two, the Cullman cement shelter was a better fit for us.  One, we didn't loose any garage floor space.  But more important that that, was the number of persons each was able to hold.  The steel shelter we had chosen could hold eight persons, but the cement shelter held fifteen.  The price for each was about the same.  If our entire family were present, including grandchildren, we would need the larger one, or stand on each others head!  I've never been a fan of "women and children first" decisions, when everyone could be saved with a little planning.

I called Dewayne Shaddix at Alabama Safe Shelter and asked if he could come by and make a site survey.  He agreed, since we were local.  I since learned that they serve a wide area in the Southeast so that isn't always possible.  He came by later that week and I showed him my three site possibilities.  All were okay for the installation.  He suggested that I remove some pines that were in the way.  We signed a contract and made a downpayment.  It was just that easy.  I spent a couple of days removing some additional trees and called to say we were ready.

Due to letting the sunshine dry the area a little more, he waited a few days before sending out his installation crew.  They arrived on Monday morning, ready to get it done.  The shelter came in two pieces, each weighing 10,000 pounds.

Josh, started digging out the shelter's final resting place.  Our land slopes upward behind the house, so we thought it would be a pretty easy install.  The average install time is about four hours.

The dig went pretty well.  The dirt was piled up on both sides so that it's restoration would be easier.

Next came the installation of the concrete shelter.  That part didn't go quite as planned.  The total weight of the shelter and vehicle is 28,000 pounds.  As soon as the truck pulled off the concrete driveway, the wheels started spinning from the damp soil.  It was lunch time anyway, so the crew took off to purchase some plywood for a temporary road.

They returned with five sheets for the truck to backup on.  It's rear wheels need to be about 10' from the final spot of the shelter.  The plan worked great as you can see in the following pictures.

Next, the door is installed and the dirt put back against the shelter.

The crew finished but it's still a work in progress for me.  I'm adding a rock retaining wall and a french drain to pull any ground water away.

We're extremely pleased with the purchase and the installation by Alabama Safe Shelter.  Everyone needs a safe place to go when danger threatens.  The weather has been good lately, so it may not seem like a high priority item to you.  Don't wait until it's too late.  Your family is too important to lose because of procrastination.  If you would like more info, please visit their website or call Dewayne at 256-338-4984.  Tell him The Chestnut Burr sent you!

I Decided to Retire

Halloween of 2015 will always be remembered to me as the day I retired from AT&T.  It isn't scary if you've planned for thirty-seven years.  It's been a long time coming.  I remember a good friend trying to talk me into it about seven years ago, but it just wasn't time.

Since then, most of my efforts have been spent trying to transfer out of Shelby County, but I was blocked every time.  The last two years I've had requests in for almost every town in North Alabama, but there just hasn't been any job vacancies.  I could tell you the facts, but from previous blogs, the puzzle pieces could be put together.

Anyway, our remodeling project was finally taking shape, so we put our home in Alabaster on the market.  When it sold in two months, retirement was looking pretty good.  I took the remaining portion of my vacation and as of tomorrow, my retirement officially starts.

The events of the last four weeks happened pretty fast.  I'd like to tell everyone just how much I appreciate the opportunity to have been associated with them.  AT&T has a great bunch of employees who go to great lengths to keep the network up and running.  Unleashed, they would be a tremendous asset.

My career started as a Engineering Clerk, drawing jobs for construction.  From there, as a technician it went from regrading four party telephones to two party, placing service drops and cable, splicing and repairing outside cable, splicing fiber optic cables, and recently splicing fiber optic service lines for high speed Internet.  I've come a long way!

My future endeavors, of course, involve finishing our fixer-upper project.  As that winds down, probably early next year, I'll look for my next career.

In the twenty-eight page document I signed this week for separation, one page requested that I write why I was leaving the company.  It was a simple one sentence statement, "It is time".  It was time to finish the thirty-seventh chapter of AT&T and close the book.  I'm ready to start new adventures.  I've bought new running shoes and I've got my bike out of the back of the garage.  This is going to be fun!

Coffee and Bluebirds

This is my “happy place”.  It’s a little after six in the morning and I’m sitting on the front porch, in a big cedar rocking chair.  I’m sipping my morning cup of Dunkin' Donuts coffee and watching bluebirds feast on insects in the front yard.  They’ve had a pretty good year with at least two broods from our three bird houses.  Bluebirds are voracious eaters.  An insect on our property needs good insurance.

We have a pretty good variety of birds.  Hummingbirds are working hard on the nearby feeder and a towhee is in the oak tree, bellowing out encouragement for me to “drink your tea”.   The Cardinals are in the edge of the forest,  along with the nuthatches and tufted titmouses.  This isn’t just a bird sanctuary, it’s a David sanctuary.

As I sip my coffee, I’m reminding myself why this is my happy place.  One of my older blogs was ‘Rest for the Weary’.  That work pace hasn’t slowed down since it was written.  Our remodeling project for the past two years only intensified when we listed our current home on the market.  Getting it ready for sale and inspection seems to have made me an angry person lately.  I know buyers and realtors can do that to anyone, but to a person already with nerves on edge, it’s been worse.

A hummingbird just chased another away from the feeder…  I think, overall I’ve done a fair job of not letting loose when my boiling point has been surpassed.  My safety valve was to become more of a “quiet” person.   From past experience, I know the tongue can “kindle” quite a fire when let loose.    Granted, I have said quite a few things when no one was around, just to vent.  I also have to admit that my conversations with the Lord have even been a little testy, but He, like no one else, knows what’s been going on.  He, in return, gives me coffee and “happy places” to further bless those I’ll come in contact with next. 

Some crows have joined the cacophony of singing now.  Birdwatching is great therapy.  I enjoy trying to pick out new sounds from the trees.  I’ve got a couple of apps on my tablet, which allow me to identify and memorize their songs.  It’s more of a challenge than most people think.  

Well, my coffee is almost gone and the clock is ticking.  Like a crying baby, my “to do list” is drowning out the birds and urging attention.  Time to be like those bluebirds and get to work. 

Working Sunday, Again?!

Hi, I'm an employee of AT&T and the following is my opinion.

I'm taking my "hour-long" lunch as I write this.  It's Saturday afternoon and I've been scheduled to work the weekend, again.  The full one, Sunday too!  It seems to be deja vu every other weekend, because I'm scheduled to work every other weekend.  of course, in this case it's more of a reality than a feeling, but I do feel it!

Yes, I've complained about it.  Of course I get just as much satisfaction of talking to the wall and just about as much interest.  My supervisor says that he has "emailed" the scheduling group and their responses have been; the computer did it, it was just his turn, it will all average out in the long run, and the most recent, we're investigating it.

It boggles my mind how a multi-Billion dollar company like AT&T, can't keep a simple schedule straight.  It ALMOST makes me think that my schedule is being purposefully tampered with.  Persecution can take many forms and be almost impossible to prove in today's digital world.  I've written before how "numbers" can be manipulated without anyone knowing, in order to target an individual.

IF it were to be a form of harassment or persecution, I'd really like to know which of my characteristics I was being punished for.  Is it just that I enjoy going to church on Sunday and worshiping the Creator of the universe?  Is is possibly my stand against the LGBT mafia or the abortion rights crowd?  My beliefs aren't a secret.  The Bible is clear which side is correct and that's where I am.  For the record, I'm also against murderers and gluttons, but they don't normally evangelize others to take part in their sins.

Is it the fact that I'm non-union due to not being represented properly?  You certainly don't believe I would throw away money in such a frivolous manner.  I do apologize for being a dues paying member of CWA for nearly thirty years.  Or, is it possible they just want the "old guy" to go away?  They may think if I'm aggravated enough, I'll retire.

Well, I'm not ready to declare that I'm being discriminated against, the proof just isn't there.  It looks like it, but looks can be deceiving.  It might be that the folks who send out the schedules don't ever read their emails sent from supervisors.  It could be their computer program is prone to make errors on a regular basis.  You know how funny some computers are about throwing in errors repeatedly, just for laughs.  Maybe the system was hacked by Chinese loyalists of China Bell, trying to unravel our families weekend activities, so we'll continue to be stressed and stay in turmoil.

Maybe so, who knows?  Gosh, I didn't even get into aliens from space, climate change, Hillary's email server, or the Grinch.  The possibilities are endless, but the real reason is probably very simple.  It was the Grinch, wasn't it?

Hey, I'd just like to have a few more weekends with "OFF" on the schedule.  Doesn't seem like too much to ask... 

Looking for a Church Home

As I’ve gotten older, I realize how important attending a good church is.  I grew up in the church of Christ and spent over forty years there. Discovering greener “spiritual” pastures was a great enlightenment.  I migrated to the Baptist faith about ten years ago and am currently a member at Church of the Highlands and attend the Riverchase campus.

Judy and I enjoy Highlands, the only problem is, there isn’t a campus in Cullman. Since we spend most of our weekends working on our remodeling project, we’ve been visiting several churches in the Cullman area. We still haven’t decided which one to call home when we move permanently.

In today’s blog, I thought I’d tell a little about each, in case someone else was searching for a church home. I've included pictures of each building so you'll know what it looks like.

We first visited Temple Baptist Church on Highway 157. Temple was probably the most different from Highlands of all we’ve been to. It has a country feel with a high amount of audience participation. “Amen”, “preach it”, “he’s warming up now”, are among the accolades of encouragement for the preacher, Malcolm Carter II, during the sermon. Once I got used to that, I found it a listening encourager as well. Temple was in dire need of a larger sanctuary and currently have an ongoing construction project to remedy that.

 

 

 

 

 

We also visited at Northbrook Baptist on the east side of Highway 157. By far, the prettiest building facilities in the area, Northbrook is another large church with multiple worship services. Steve Britt is the pastor and has a smooth sermon delivery with emphasis on Bible teaching. I would guess that Northbrook has the highest “average age” attendees. An interesting plus, is that breakfast is available on Sundays and a nice meal on Wednesdays, which may help some families who are rushed to make attendance.

 

 

 

 

 

Daystar Church was another, located in Goodhope, Alabama. It was only fifteen minutes away and the easiest accessible by Interstate. Jerry Lawson is the pastor and is another smooth sermon deliverer. We were there on Valentines week and the series involved a lesson on “sex in marriage”. You don’t hear that very often and my research discovered it wasn’t the first time that topic was taught there. They were once maligned by some for a billboard advertising a sermon series entitled “Great Sex“. Evidently the message went viral to the extent that the pastor was interviewed on several major networks. You can read about it in the link here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

We are currently attending Desperation Church in the Downtown area. Andy Heis is the pastor. Andy may be familiar to some in Birmingham,  since he served at Gardendale First Baptist for several years, working with the college age and young marrieds. Desperation has big plans for Cullman. They have the most worship services of any church, probably due to the limited size of the building. We were there when plans were presented for a new facility on eighteen acres, soon as the funding goals are reached. I told Judy that I needed cotton in my ears for the worship team, due to the volume. Desperation probably has the youngest “average age” of all the churches. Worship is akin to a rock concert, so that is part of the attraction for the younger folks. During Christmas week, we were shocked to find “Santa” greeting people in the foyer. He was absolutely the most realistic one I've ever seen.

 

 

 

 

 

 

When we make that final decision it’ll be pretty tough. I forgot to mention the closest Highlands campus is in Madison, Alabama, which is about forty-five minutes away. That drive is “doable” but I feel we need to be onboard in a local environment. Our culture is racing downhill in a death spiral. Only God knows what is ahead but my feeling is that local church work will have to play a larger role in "defending the faith."  I also believe church unity across denominational lines will be extremely important for Christianity. Members in every church need to meet their Christian brothers and sisters who worship in other buildings. Jesus said that a house divided against itself, will not stand.

If you attend a church who believes it’s the “only” one going to heaven… visit elsewhere this Sunday and you’ll find there are saved believers everywhere! As they say in the country, “woods are full of em."  Preach it Bro!

Safety is Better Than Sorry

Hi, I’m an employee at AT&T and the following is my opinion.

Not sure how many of you had the opportunity to watch the video on WSB-TV 2 in Atlanta about the technician who almost set a home on fire.  More importantly, he almost didn’t go home that night.  Here is the video, so check it out.

http://www.wsbtv.com/news/news/local/homeowner-says-t-technician-nearly-set-home-fire/nj9c3/

I wouldn’t blog about it if I had seen a “flash” report on the incident.  I didn’t, so felt you might need a reminder how a stupid action might just get you killed.  Many technicians visit my blog, especially younger ones.  You are well “trained” to avoid actions that are dangerous, but sometimes training just doesn’t “sink” in, or you have a “superman” moment to save some time.

Not too long ago, I was sent to help a wire technician who had discovered an electrified line.  First of all, it should have been a supervisor that went to check, but the boss told him to drop a “helper ticket” for a bucket truck to test it.  When I got there, he had his screwdriver stuck in the ground with one end of the bond cord to it and the other to an “insulated” #6 copper mgnv on the pole.  Turns out he was only reading induction and there was nothing wrong.  It dumbfounded me that he had clipped to an insulated wire, there was no contact with the copper at all!  I took a few minutes to explain things to him and thought, “wow, these young guys are dangerous”.

In the video, you’ll hear the homeowner quote the technician, “Thank God I didn’t get electrocuted”.  That’s exactly right, be thankful you’re alive.  When I worked in the test center, I took a call from an operator who had a homeowner on the line.  She said a technician was working under her house and she hadn’t heard any noise for a long time and was worried about him.  Medics found him still under the house but dead.  He didn’t survive after coming in contact with a pigtailed electrical wire that had no tape or plastic nut.  The wire was in an uncovered electrical box that had been nailed to a joist, above where he was crawling.

I know you’re worried about making your numbers and making your supervisor happy at bonus time, but it’s not worth losing your life over!  We’re pressed constantly about MSOC numbers; out the gate time, in the gate time, hurry and get this next job, and so on and so forth…  It’s not worth losing your life over!  Slow down and just do things right.  Above all, be careful around electrical wiring.  I don’t know the whole story on the video.  It sounds like he cut either a 110V or a 220V circuit.  There is NEVER a reason to cut an electric wire in a customer’s home.  Drilling through one is possible, but not if you understand how most homes are built and you should never drill through a floor or wall without checking it first for wiring.

Most of you are too young to remember Michael Conrad on the TV show “Hill Street Blues”, but I’ll close with his signature phrase…  HEY, LET’S BE CAREFUL OUT THERE!

A January Medley

I'm an employee of AT&T and the following is just my opinion...  (they like it when I say that)

I haven't blogged in a while, everything has been so busy.  We're still working on our remodeling project in Cullman.  We've done a lot more work on the utility room and it's slowly coming together.  I still need to sand the sheetrock on the ceiling, ugh!  It's one of those projects that is filled with dread.  I'll probably wet sand it first, just to keep the dust down.  My long weekends, due to working on Sunday and getting Friday off, have come to an end.  The company took those away from us since Friday was such a busy day in all the other turfs(not ours)!  We generally get sent to work in Birmingham or West Shelby County anyway.  It isn't something we enjoy doing, the awful traffic on Highway 280 always causes an hour to an hour and a half drive.  So at least three hours of our day is spent driving.

Travel time doesn't seem to be as important as it used to be.  The only thing of importance is to cover any Uverse troubles that come in to be dispatched.  Our group only has a four-hour clearing time, so we have to be ready to go at all times.  It's kind of like the Ghostbusters movie when Annie Potts hit the button and shouted, "We got one"!  Alarms sounded and the crew took off for the chase.  When a trouble comes in for us, we get an immediate text, an email(like we're sitting there looking at it, right), and sometimes a phone call.  I know it sounds like an efficient system, but often, it's like a false alarm.  So, as you work, you have to keep acknowledging all the text messages.  Most of the time, when you arrive to put out the "fire", no one is out of service.  The wire technician found some reason to drop a ticket to dispatch.  My opinion is that they do that a lot, to protect themselves from reprimand due to the "30 day" policy on repeated reports.  That ticket is handed off to me, to be my problem and not theirs.  It would even be great, if there were an option for troubles which were NOT "out of service" that wouldn't fall into the four-hour window requirement.  Many evenings we have to work late, on issues that could have been much easier corrected in the daylight.  For all the preaching we hear about safety, I rarely hear anything about the dangers of working on telecommunication wiring at night.  Just hunting a rural residence, finding a place to park, negotiating through yard obstacles, and the list goes on and on, all are difficult and time multiplying after dark. 

Speaking of the company, I thoroughly enjoyed being off for two weeks at Christmas.  Granted, I worked harder putting up sheetrock, but it's always good to be away.  NO, that's not right, it's great to be away. One of the technicians was driving my truck right before Christmas and the power steering went out.  It was towed into the garage in Birmingham, and still hasn't returned.  I've been "hopping" trucks since then.  If someone is "off" that day, I get to drive theirs.  Our group has no spare trucks and at the moment, we're even minus four bucket trucks, which are at the garage for various problems.  I traveled to the garage to retrieve my hand tools early this week from my marooned vehicle, and was shocked to see the number there.  If the garage was a hospital, there are no spare beds, inside the fence was full.  So, I understand now that the problem isn't just the time it takes to put on a new power steering pump, it's having a mechanic available to do it.  My supervisor said they told him that it might be back next week, with heavy emphasis on "might".

I'll try to do a better job of posting more often.  Thanks for stopping by.