I remember the first time I learned to use a chainsaw. I was so excited to get my hands on the savage piece of equipment that, until that time, was regulated to the hands of my father. We burned a lot of wood at our house, having a wood-burning water heater, a fireplace, and a Franklin stove as a major source of heat. I had become fairly diligent with an ax, had more than my fair share of experience stacking wood, and I was ready to graduate to the tools of men.