Ruby Vee wrote in news:200704300129538930-rubyvee3
@comcastnet:

I'm 51 -- I left the farm the minute I graduated from high school, and
haven't looked back. Thanks for the trip down memory lane!


We had all the "modern conveniences", like indoor plumbing and power.
Granny's butter churn was electric, but her cream separator was not. I
spent many hours cranking that damned handle just to get some buttermilk.

We weren't allowed to drive the little pickup truck, but driving down
mainstreet in a huge John Deere towing 4 wagons of hay was considered
"normal" and OK. Don't ask me why. I've left the John Deere running in
the Grand Union (supermarket) parking lot while I went in to fill the
grocery list for Her Majesty.

The only time I got busted by the cops was for running at full throttle
in road gear down Main St with the cylinder pressure relief petcocks open
so the blue flames were shooting out the sides of the John Deere "B"...
(c; The cops said I was makin' too much NOISE! I said, "Huh?" They
called my dad on me, resulting in a beating, of course.

Larry
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