Have Farmer Will Travel

Dad wore overalls all the time. The striped train engineer type. It was weird to see him in a pair of regular pants. He had hats to match, too. We children, were his workers. He had us free of charge, and we loved it.

This is the time of year as teens we were bailing hay and helping with the farm. I considered myself an expert baler. A few times when the machine was plugged and the sheer bolts had broken, I was able to climb under the clogged area, pull out the pins and replace them with new ones. After pulling out all the dry hay, I was able to continue on. I was so proud to be able to solve the problem and finish the job.