The Logger’s Sunday Best
A small-town transformation: How one local logger swapped his camp clothes for city attire to blend in with the townspeople.
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It was a matter of general interest to the boys to see the transformation made in Chase’s appearance when he doffed his logging camp outfit and donned his nice, tidy, new clothes to go among folks. He looked so neat that a person could be excused for mistaking him for some city gent in place of Chase, the logger. The myth that 'the boys will be boys' is unnecessary to say anything more.
“He looked so neat that a person could be excused for mistaking him for some city gent in place of Chase, the logger.”
This brief, observational sketch captures the stark divide between the rugged, isolationist lives of 19th-century loggers and the social aspirations of the growing Snohomish township. It echoes the modern tension in Snohomish as it navigates its transition from a blue-collar industrial past to an increasingly polished, tourist-oriented, and gentrified city center.
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