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Letter from the President Reprinted with Permission from the Indiana Ground Water Association, Inc., September 2017 Newsletter by Rusty McGrew, President . . . Often when I get in a really nasty situation within a crawl space, I distract myself by making up songs about the crawl space. What follows is one of my own personal classics best sang to the tune of “The Sound of Silence” by Simon and Garfunkel. I hope you know the tune. Hello crawl space, my old friend, I’ve come to work in you again, Many people think you are creepy, And often you can be stinky, But the work that must be done inside of you Pays the bills And hardly ever kills Working inside the crawl space. With my toolbox I crawl along Hoping this job won’t take long, Shining my light what do I see, Two beady eyes looking at me I have crawled way too far to turn back and get out So I just shout And continue in the crawl space. And as my path travels on I notice something wet is on the floor Something is really stinking The sewer pipe it is leaking My hat fell off and I think it’s in my hair And underwear As I work in the crawl space. I reach the tank it is heavy It doesn’t have a tank tee I wish I would not have drank coffee Because of course I now have to pee And now I have to crawl back to get what I need It won’t be easy Oh the fun of the crawl space. At last the job is done He says it looked like fun I say it’s time for him to pay He says I really cannot today His wife has the checkbook And now he thinks that I’m a crook When all I did Was work inside his crawl space! 53 WorldWide Drilling Resource ® MAY 2018 Memorial Day 2018: WWDR honors those who lost their lives in service to our country.