Photo by Marv Hedberg
The article on dynamite reminded me how sick I got from the fumes I inhaled as I looked down the blasted holes the day I “helped” my dad and uncle dig high-line pole holes. I was about 8 years old and we used half a stick of dynamite and electric caps set off with a flashlight battery and long wires. This photo shows a set of dynamite fuse pliers and poke stick I have from my dad’s work for the REA.
Marv Hedberg, Rush City, Minnesota