Backyard Sawmill in Operation, 1950s

Somebody's side yard became a small sawmill, and nobody involved seems to think this is unusual. An older man feeds a log through the blade with the unhurried confidence of a man who has done this ten thousand times and lost exactly zero fingers so far, while a younger one stands with his hands on his hips, watching the cut the way a foreman watches a job he isn't required to do himself.