My cousins and I would follow our Grandfather around while he mowed his huge lawn with his Farmall Cub. Like a Pied Piper. I was in high school before he let me drive it. It was fun. In college, I spent a summer with him, and a lot of time was spent sitting in the hot sun in that tractor seat, mowing his acres. Even that was fun.
Edit: Forgot this was supposed to be one sentence. Sorry.
Last edited by glatt; 06-07-2006 at 10:28 AM.
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