We live on my husband's family farm where he grew up. Needless to say it's a graveyard for all the equipment ever to have graced this farm. After many years of cursing this "old junk" I have now realized all these old retired grain trucks, cars, tractors etc. etc....have supported all the things that have made my husband who he is today. All the grain hauled to pay for hockey equipment, the old cars that traveled many miles to many rinks, the old tractors that have taught him about mechanics and good work ethic. I may not stop cursing the mess but now I look at them as retired memories. And they made for some cool pics!cheers to great old memories and to making new ones.
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