My name
is Chief, Chief Round Oak to be precise. That's what
it says on my name plate. I'm a retired coal and wood-burning
stove. I was just sitting there behind the garage resting
from a lifetime of service. All of a sudden, they woke
me up and rolled me over onto my back. I was there for
days in the cool green grass reliving my past wondering
what was going to happen to me.
Then, I heard the words
that made my nickel-plated door covers crumble. "We'll
just take him to the dump and be done with it."
