Chapter 3: The Plywood Boom For Harlan, it was never a matter of belief. It was a matter of observation. What you saw with your own eyes—how pine came back after a burn, how a straight bole meant a clean cut, how a stand grew better if you thinned it right—that’s what counted. His daddy taught him that. And his daddy’s daddy. In the Wickes family, you didn’t pray for a good crop. You walked it. You burned it. You earned it. And in the 1960s, the world finally caught up with what they already kne