04 Aug 2015
Ok, so here is how our yesterday
went:
The guys came to start putting up
the new building. In the middle of June
Verendyre had buried the power lines to our yard. Guys figured the mark where they were buried wouldn’t
go away in the short time before these guys came to start building. WRONG!! It
was nowhere to be found. Guys couldn’t
dig holes without knowing for sure.
We called ND 1
Call. Slim started explaining & got
frustrated, handed the phone to me. I
kept answering the VERY rude lady’s questions as best I could. She was not 1 bit satisfied with my
answers. Seems she felt in her words
“person is not sure where they live”.
Lady, tell me
where you live I will direct you to our farm without a bit of problem. After all we have lived here 40+ years &
never once got lost getting home.
Finally she got
all the info she seemed to think she needed, read it back to me including the
part about my not knowing where we lived.
Then she said the earliest they could be here was Wednesday unless it
was an emergency. I informed her they
were digging right now and asked if that would be considered an emergency.
That was not her
call, it was mine but she didn’t seem to think so. I finally said forget it & hung up on
her.
Next option, Google,
how to find power lines. One suggestion
was that ‘well-witchers’ can sometimes find them. We know one of those guys.
Called Delvin
Stemen, he had to deliver Meals on Wheels but would be out as soon as he
could. He hadn’t done it for a long time
and you know the old saying ‘use it or lose it?’
Well he showed
up about 1pm with his rods, which he thought were still around there
someplace. Like Blake said, bet he knows
exactly where they are.
In less than ½
half hour he had the line found. Along
with that he said 4 out of 10 people can do this.
Five other guys
were standing there. So Blake figured someone else should have to power. Slim
tried, he couldn’t. Another young guy
tried, he couldn’t.
Next guy tried,
he didn’t believe this was even something that happened. He took the rods, started walking & they
crossed in exactly the right spot. Blake
took him to another spot to try it. The
rods did it again. Blake told him to look
under his foot. There was an orange mark
where other lines had been marked at the time they dug in the power line. Now we know those witching rods are for real.
Thank you Delvin. You saved the day. But he had to get back to Burlington to save
the city, seems they have a water leak they can’t find. Storage take fast going empty.