For a long time I could take comfort in the fact that both professions provided the raw material for paper, and now of course I know that even paper isn’t necessary. An 1894 account of life in a lumber camp carries this sobering reminder: "Not only is it a dull routine of toil, but oftentimes it involves great hardship, while its pleasures are few and far between."
That’s not our craft, far from it. I love being an editor and writer--and working amid the camaraderie that matches that of a lumber camp--mainly because of the one way in which it diverges from the work of a lumberjack. Here we create something--something worthy, ennobling and beautiful. That said, I have to admit that the lumber camp has one lure, and the mere title of an article in the journal Forest History Today says it all. It’s called "Old Boy, Did You have Enough of Pie?" and my answer almost certainly would be: No, whether editor or lumberjack, this particular old boy did not.