I rented a back hoe in the spring of 2004 to dig a fire pit, as requested by Alissa.
Brianna's high school graduation was forthcoming, and amongst Alissa's many ideas
for the festivities was to have a bonfire in the back yard. My shovel was no match for
this High Plains earth. In the event, she said my 8-foot-deep crater was too deep.
Next day, I was replacing dirt back into the hole, watering it down so it would level itself (that worked).
Then I lined the bowl-shaped hole with a few tiers of granite rip-rap. Rectangular pavers lined the floor,
and the fireplace was tightly-laid bricks, with the native prairie gravel as a fire bed. We used it as often
as the weather allowed, but it wasn't very comfortable. Heck, it wasn't even pretty, merely utile.
For some reason, we discussed re-doing it. Five years after it was first installed, that's
what happened. The rip-rap was cast aside, and after careful radius marking, Eli, Taylor & I
refined the pit's dimensions and leveled it out. We lined it with red retaining wall bricks
and re-laid the pavers over a layer of sand. Alissa, meanwhile had made four cement benches
to place on pedestals she poured to serve as bench legs. By the Fourth of July, we had a
fully operational fire pit, literally stuffed with a dozen people.
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