Night and day I keep singinghumming and thrumming:
It is love and war and money; it is the fighting and the tears, the work and want,
Death and laughter of men and women passing through me, carrier of your speech,
In the rain and the wet dripping, in the dawn and the shine drying,
A copper wire.
Carl Sandburg, Under a Telephone Pole
Screwdriver and splicing knife hanging from his belt, the telephone man keeps history's happiest invention humming from coast to coast. He watches over 265 million miles of wire, waging war against storm,...
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