You’re profanity and rage posts made me think of A Christmas Story. His father was the fiercest furnace fighter in Indiana. I suppose this could apply to an arborist dealing with sap. Here’s some quotes:
“My father worked in profanity the way other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium, a master”
“In the heat of battle, my father wove a tapestry of obsenity that as far as we know, is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan.”