[AT] On the shoulders of giants

[Chuck Bealke]

Y’all,

Sure appreciate the comments on the thread that Spencer started, especially Farmer’s
with the picture. My memories start as WW2 was ending and my Grandfather bought
the farm we moved to later. A few muscles leftover from summers stacking bales are probably 
what keeps me going today, and I still miss plowing, working nice ground and mowing hay.
Can remember my dad saying (truthfully) that we really had things pretty easy compared
to lots of other folks - and also that there were no locks on the door if I were ever fool enough
to want to leave home to try things somewhere else. The farm was a terrific place to grow up
and learn important lessons of life early in a beautiful setting. Too bad so many nice ones like ours 
were cut up to make subdivisions, but memories of them are still fun years later.

Chuck Bealke
Dallas, TX

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> On 2/11/2017 9:05 PM, Spencer Yost wrote:
>> I keep this gas can in my tractor shop, to remind me of all of the hundreds of times I mowed the yard at our family's home while growing up...