"The Southern Loggers Best Friend"

JONESBORO, La. — Life has a funny way of working out sometimes. When I first moved to Ruston, deep in the heart of the piney woods of north Louisiana, I knew I was going to see my fair share of loggers and foresters around. Three houses down from mine is one of those foresters. I pass by the corporate office of Hunt Forest Products every day dropping my kids off at school, and one year my children’s baseball team was sponsored by Weyerhaeuser’s Ruston office. But for some reason it never really clicked with me that I would become real friends with a logger before I even realized he was a logger.