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Planting when one road on a seat on the "planter" pulled behind the tractor in all the dust. Putting one seed down the tubes manually at every count of 2. Far cry from the 40' wide totally automated and air conditioned drilling rig my daughter uses. Of course we were planting 40 acres and she plants 4000.
Once again plowing sitting on the tractor's iron seat in the hot sun. At the end of the row turning into the wind so all the dust billowing up behind suddenly isn't behind any more but "washing" over you and down your shirt.
Bailing hay when I was the one who had to grab the bales off the ground and swing them back up onto the trailer for my cousins to stack.
chicken coop that was so hot and stuffy I always thought I was going to suffocate just collecting eggs. Then being pecked as the hens didn't like you taking their eggs. Then to clean the things (3 of them as I recall properly) probably my least favorite job. Don't know why no one thought of facemasks back then.
Robin Roberts threw his 28th consecutive complete game for the Philadelphia Phillies – a 10-inning shutout of the Pirates – on July 5th, 1953. The premier workhorse of the 1950s, Roberts led baseball in starts and innings pitched each year from 1951-55.
As a veteran past his prime he spent 1962-1965 seasons with the Orioles. He averaged 190 innings pitched per year and won a total of 42 games for the Orioles.
Fellow Hall of Fame pitcher Jim Palmer credits Roberts with mentoring him on how to be an effective big-league starter.
Wasn't there a munitions ship explosion that leveled the town in the early 1900s?
Beautiful Modeling.
We would buy it by the gallon, it came in plastic jugs.
Ice water was a close second. It was those old fashioned round thermos jugs, I think held a gallon or so, filled with several ice trays then water to top it off.
They did not have the plastic one serving plastic water jugs in those days, whoever invented those should probably be imprisoned or else made to sort plastic for the rest of their lives... (tongue in cheek but some reality to that statement)
Dave LASM
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logandsawman
Northern Pacific history enthusiast
Growing up on a farm, a working farm, is something that few experience nowadays. At the time, it seemed a hardship to live away from the town and possibility of neighbors and nearby friends, however looking back it was a wonderful life.
Dad quit farming in 1967, however kept the farm and "supervised" his 4 boys in putting in the corn and raising many litters of hogs, paying our way through high school. We learned how to manage our money to purchase our own clothes also buy our cars and pay for the insurance and gas.
This is the barn on our farm in its hayday, later in the 1970's when we had hogs in there it was not this nice:
I have many memories of playing in the hayloft, also shooting pigeons in there. The silo they are filling was not present when we lived there. We did not bale hay when I lived there cause we didn't use much for the hogs.
I used to climb up the sliding hay door on the far right without a ladder, just gripping the cracks between the blocks. Later in my early 20's I was a rock climber. Gave that up after college, however.
When we raised hogs, we used to load the manure spreader from the big open doors on the left side.
We also had many sheds on the farm. The sheds in this picture below (on the right of Uncle Mynno) were standing when I was very young. We played in them all the time. They looked falling down when this pic was taken, however we had to tear them down using a tractor in about 1974.
The sheds are just a hundred feet or so from the barn above.
This is my great uncle. They dressed up back then, even though farmers were considered very poor. The trees on the left are apple trees, the orchard had many varieties and we picked apples in there all the way growing up. They must have used the horses for delivery in the winter due to roads and difficulty in starting the Model T. I know they had delivery trucks then but horses in the picture are beautiful.
Wonder if anyone else has farm memories?
Dave LASM
Dad quit farming in 1967, however kept the farm and "supervised" his 4 boys in putting in the corn and raising many litters of hogs, paying our way through high school. We learned how to manage our money to purchase our own clothes also buy our cars and pay for the insurance and gas.
This is the barn on our farm in its hayday, later in the 1970's when we had hogs in there it was not this nice:
I have many memories of playing in the hayloft, also shooting pigeons in there. The silo they are filling was not present when we lived there. We did not bale hay when I lived there cause we didn't use much for the hogs.
I used to climb up the sliding hay door on the far right without a ladder, just gripping the cracks between the blocks. Later in my early 20's I was a rock climber. Gave that up after college, however.
When we raised hogs, we used to load the manure spreader from the big open doors on the left side.
We also had many sheds on the farm. The sheds in this picture below (on the right of Uncle Mynno) were standing when I was very young. We played in them all the time. They looked falling down when this pic was taken, however we had to tear them down using a tractor in about 1974.
The sheds are just a hundred feet or so from the barn above.
This is my great uncle. They dressed up back then, even though farmers were considered very poor. The trees on the left are apple trees, the orchard had many varieties and we picked apples in there all the way growing up. They must have used the horses for delivery in the winter due to roads and difficulty in starting the Model T. I know they had delivery trucks then but horses in the picture are beautiful.
Wonder if anyone else has farm memories?
Dave LASM
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Bruette
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I do, if buying tomatoes counts.
Iron Horseman
Well-Known Member
Was never a full time farmer but I've got plenty from my Uncle and Grandparents farms.
Planting when one road on a seat on the "planter" pulled behind the tractor in all the dust. Putting one seed down the tubes manually at every count of 2. Far cry from the 40' wide totally automated and air conditioned drilling rig my daughter uses. Of course we were planting 40 acres and she plants 4000.
Once again plowing sitting on the tractor's iron seat in the hot sun. At the end of the row turning into the wind so all the dust billowing up behind suddenly isn't behind any more but "washing" over you and down your shirt.
Bailing hay when I was the one who had to grab the bales off the ground and swing them back up onto the trailer for my cousins to stack.
chicken coop that was so hot and stuffy I always thought I was going to suffocate just collecting eggs. Then being pecked as the hens didn't like you taking their eggs. Then to clean the things (3 of them as I recall properly) probably my least favorite job. Don't know why no one thought of facemasks back then.
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Bruette
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Robin Roberts threw his 28th consecutive complete game for the Philadelphia Phillies – a 10-inning shutout of the Pirates – on July 5th, 1953. The premier workhorse of the 1950s, Roberts led baseball in starts and innings pitched each year from 1951-55.
As a veteran past his prime he spent 1962-1965 seasons with the Orioles. He averaged 190 innings pitched per year and won a total of 42 games for the Orioles.
Fellow Hall of Fame pitcher Jim Palmer credits Roberts with mentoring him on how to be an effective big-league starter.
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boatwrench
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Wasn't there a munitions ship explosion that leveled the town in the early 1900s?
Beautiful Modeling.
BigGRacing
Aka. Gary Russell
Yes, it was the Halifax Explosion; my wife’s great grandfather sadly perished in that disaster. He was a trolley driver at the time. Part of my layout is designed on some of the structures that were impacted by the disaster.
BigGRacing
Aka. Gary Russell
one of the hardest jobs I ever did and dusty like you said was throwing those bales of hay.....hard dry dusty work.....
Smudge617
Well-Known Member
I bet those beers at the end of the day were a welcome relief.
BigGRacing
Aka. Gary Russell
I was a little younger back then, wasnt even drinking yet; probably 14 or 15.I bet those beers at the end of the day were a welcome relief.
logandsawman
Northern Pacific history enthusiast
We baled hay at the great uncles, went to A & W for root beer if we were lucky.I bet those beers at the end of the day were a welcome relief.
We would buy it by the gallon, it came in plastic jugs.
Ice water was a close second. It was those old fashioned round thermos jugs, I think held a gallon or so, filled with several ice trays then water to top it off.
They did not have the plastic one serving plastic water jugs in those days, whoever invented those should probably be imprisoned or else made to sort plastic for the rest of their lives... (tongue in cheek but some reality to that statement)
Dave LASM
Smudge617
Well-Known Member
Meant to ask you, how is that station coming along ?
BigGRacing
Aka. Gary Russell
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