[AT] Small Trip

[Bill Brueck]

That's a great story, Tyler, and well written.  Thanks for sharing the day
with us!

B²
Bill Brueck
Pine Island, MN USA


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Hi all,
Just thought I would take some time and share this.
Every year on my birthday since about the time I turned 16, I have always
made sure that I've taken a tractor ride, a longer trip than I usually do
when just puttin' around at home.
About five miles or so away, (that's highway distance), there is a small
town called McClelland.
In the town there is a family owned bar/restaurant. This is the kind of
place that, when you walk in, you get called by first name, the workers come
and ask how you've been, etc.
So on the country roads, it is about 12 miles. Each year the tradition has
been to drive one of my tractors there, park under the tree near the bar,
and go inside and eat.
Up until last year I have always gone for lunch. But last year I was in
massage therapy school, and so I went at supper instead.
This year, all of my family met me and surprised me for my 21st birthday,
including my grandfather, the one that gave me the oliver, as I drove that
tractor there this year.
I got there just after 6, and made it in just about 30 minutes. For some
reason, the roads were rougher than a cob this year, not sure what the deal
was, maybe new gravel or something, so I couldn't go as fast as what I
wanted to, and, I have to admit, the rear end of the man driving was quite
sore after the ride was done. :) So we all had a wonderful visit. In fact,
we were all having such a good visit that the sun was starting to set when I
headed down mainstreet making my way home.
As I was headed out through the parking lot, one of my grandpas (the one who
gave me the oliver), was waiting in his truck watching, just waiting for me
to go by. I waved at him as I drove past, and there sat my grandpa, a huge
smile on his face.
It was shortly after 9:00 PM when I pulled into the shed, and when I shut it
off, you could have heard a pen drop it was that quiet and still.
I am sure that my great grandpa Juranek was looking down on that ride as
well.
I can't wait to do the same thing next year, and someday, maybe pass the
tradition down to other members of the family.
Take Care,
Tyler Juranek
IA
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