Each layer must be compacted and made smooth before the next layer is put down.
After each layer of asphalt was laid, Sammy swept the new pavement. If he failed to sweep the roadbed completely free of sand and debris, then the next layer of asphalt wouldn't stick to the layer beneath it, and the road would fail very quickly.
He had finished sweeping the last layer of the road before the traction coat. This section of road was almost finished! Ready for for Polly to put down the final layer.
"A classic road song!" Sammy thought. So many vehicles have gone to a junkyard before their time because they don't stop, look, and listen! Especially at railroad crossings!
"You gotta stop, hey, what's that sound? everybody look what's going down!"
The song made Sammy think about his friend, Bo.
Bo loved Buffalo Springfield tunes, and liked to tell how the group named themselves after his grandfather!
Seems Bo's grandfather was working on a road in front of producer Barry Friedman's house and recording studio in Los Angeles. Friedman was helping Stephen Stills, Neil Young, and Richie Furay to form a band. Bo's grandfather had given Friedman his nameplate, and Friedman had hung it on the wall of his house. (Steamrollers have ALWAYS been big rock fans).
The guys in the band were trying to think of a name for their new group. They saw Bo's grandfather all the time working on the road in front of Barry Friedman's house and studio in Los Angeles. They all loved road construction equipment (who doesn't?), and seeing the "Buffalo Springfield" cast iron nameplate hanging on the wall, they decided to call their band "Buffalo Springfield", in appreciation of Bo's grandfather's inspiration and support.
Ram drove up. He noticed the water on the roadbed.
"Where did that come from I wonder?" he speculated.
"Sammy, did you see where that came from?"
Sammy replied "Oh Wanda washed some mud off the pavement. Should be dry by morning!"
"Mud? How did mud get on the road?" Ram asked.
"I really didn't see" Sammy said. "Wanda and I just noticed it and took care of it"
Ram said, "Well, if more folks would do that we'd be on a better road! See something wrong, fix it! Good job!"
I'll see you tomorrow morning!
Driving home that night, Ram was worried. Something was wrong. He wasn't sure what. Just an feeling, a flickering trouble light. But Ram had been down a lot of roads, and one thing he'd learned was to trust his instincts. He had a meeting with Ms. Silverado tomorrow morning. Maybe he'd mention his feelings. Maybe not. After all, he didn't have anything specific, nothing he could hook up to.
He sure hoped nothing bad was about to happen. It's easy to make a wrong turn in the road business.
In a way Ram thought it was a fitting nickname: In "Wagon Train" there was the trail boss who gave the orders, and the Ramrod, who made sure orders were carried out, and the wagons rolled down the line.
On the road project, Ms. Silverado was sort of the Trail Boss, and he was the Ramrod.
Trail Boss speaks, Ramrod makes it happen.
Ram pulled into his driveway just as the sun was going down. He turned off his engine. Time to cool down. Enjoy some down time.
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