By Robin McCullough
For those of you who haven’t heard, our crew is one giant Eagle. I am the Eagle Eyes, because I see everything. Always watching, always thinking. Our tree deliverers are the Eagle’s Talons, always ahead of the crew, always reaching forward. Our cooks are the Eagle’s Heart and Stomach; no one goes anywhere without the strength we draw from our cooks. Our crewbosses are the Eagle’s bones, guiding our daily flights, adapting to change, coordinating our hunt. And our planters, our warriors, the engine of this machine – they are our Eagle feathers. Small feathers when they first get off the bus, bigger feathers every bagup, every day.