When Scott ordered feeder pigs from the next county, they came bedded down in straw in the freight car. At the end of a few months those same hogs loaded up to go to market. Scott came to the train yard both times and cleaned out the freight car.
They would turn on the lights and sirens and drive a few blocks to the movie theater we had then. I would cover my ears and be scared silly. The theater was called El Grande and once we arrived there we’d line up, still bundled up to our chins.
When they lived in Burbank, California three different trucks would pick up. One for trash, one for recycling and one for “green” trash for composting. One day a week Little Farmgirl could watch trucks all day.
I’ve gone to Denver a few times and used the bus system to get around downtown and it made me feel very independent. Also, I’ve taken the light rail system from the airport and like that too.
When we turned onto our County Road there was a cement truck coming and being his first left turn he turned a little too much. It looked like we were going to drive into the cement truck. He corrected and we missed but it sure made an impression on mom.
They are headed for Colorado. They have heard there is great trout in the mountain lakes. This is the furthest they have ever taken the boat but with three weeks stretching out in front of them they are READY.
Andy is out in the driveway waxing his truck again, second time this week. He’s singing “On The Road Again” and his long suffering wife Deb is watching him from the kitchen window and rolling her eyes for the tenth time in as many minutes.
I’m sure many of you have given blood, I know I have. I have never had a transfusion myself but both of my parents used a lot of blood before they passed away. I kind of think of it as a debt.
When my son, Asa, turned sixteen he bought a 1978 ford pickup from his grandfather. He learned to drive in it and so did his younger brother. It was light green and got terrible gas mileage. And they loved it.
This particular SUV belongs to Jenny. Jenny is recently retired and on her bucket list is to see all the National Parks and Monuments, even little ones like Tuzigoot*.