Brad Withrow-Robinson, Forestry & Natural Resources Extension Agent for Benton, Linn and Polk Counties.
The wood sickness is an all-too-common condition that afflicts many in the family forest landowner community. As described earlier, it is characterized by large accumulations of wood in a person’s yard, shed, garage or barn, excessive buildup of chain saws and other logging tools, portable mills, and all sorts of secondary wood working tools. You know it when you see it.
People with this affliction treat wood with the same passion as collectors of fine wine treat their vintages. Each likes to hide things away and store them cool dark places, often for years at a time. Yet each is able to recite the source and a story of how they came to own each piece or bottle. They are determined and very patient waiting for each to find its destiny.
Orson Wells made a series of wine commercials late in his career that captured that spirit when he would declare “We sell no wine before its time.” The parallel sentiment among wood hoarders might be “we use no board before it’s stored.”
An afflicted friend of mine (who will remain unnamed) is remodeling a house and recently put in a hardwood floor. He patiently converted stacks of stickered wood into milled floorboards. Then, he gradually and laboriously laid them out one by one to create a gorgeous floor of Oregon white oak, bordered with black walnut. As discussed before, there is no cure for the wood sickness, but it can be helped by therapy. The therapy is difficult and sometimes painful. His therapy reduced the amount of wood in his stockpile while producing pain in his knees and back, but was otherwise effective and productive.
There are many people like Jay who are coping and trying to come to grips with their obsession. You see them around town from time to time. No more so than this time of year, when they commonly emerge from garages and workshops coated in therapeutic sawdust, to display and maybe sell the products of their therapy at art shops, Christmas Bazars and the Local Goods from the Woods fair. They may be friends, family or even complete strangers, but please show them some holiday spirit. Meet them half way.
I bet that turned fruit bowl would look terrific in your sister’s dining room.