The Drill Master

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The Drill Master

The drill rig stood on the edge of the Montana prairie like a metal tree grown from oil and steel. It was sixty feet tall, painted a faded yellow that the sun and wind had bleached almost white, and it made a sound that Frank Doherty had heard every day for forty years: the grinding, groaning, screaming noise of a steel bit chewing through rock. Frank was fifty-five when the rig first started...

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