So, you want to marry my daughter?
This is my father-in-law, far left, holding the chainsaw.
It was, so the story goes, the first chainsaw in operation out in Prince George, BC, where he and his brother and other Danes went to make their fortune. Or to get away from Denmark, whichever side of the story he is telling.
Either way, it is a different world.
The photo dates from 1950. They went there, built their own cabins, arranged for their own trees to be transported out of their.
Now, 94, he only rarely climbs trees, and his chainsaw threats are mostly consigned to the past...
But I know on which side my bread is buttered.