Isn't it a shame we can't photoscan our brains or rather the ;pictures in them. Can still picture the horse and buck rake and team and mower as well as trying to get the hames straight on my Uncle's horse and mule team to go to the field along with many other vacation memories. It was a long way up when I was let down into the well to get the sand out of the bottom as I was the only one small enough but old enough, of myself and my cousins, to be trusted to not panic. Little did they know how small that peephole of light was when I got down there. Some scarey but lots of nice memories our brought back by reading all of the notations. Kay Harding -----Original Message----- From: Carole <susieque@pacbell.net> To: NEBRRoots-L@rootsweb.com <NEBRRoots-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Saturday, November 21, 1998 1:11 PM Subject: Re: [NEBRRoots-L] You Know You're a Nebraskan When... >>...the meaning of true love is that you'll ride in the tractor with him. > >Noticed the phrase "...in the tractor..." - > >in our day it was "...ON the tractor...". > >Didn't have any "cab", air conditioning, radio, etc. > >Recall lever, pedals & steering wheel - can't remember how we put the >tractor in reverse anymore. Don't believe there is a single photo of >that piece of equipment, or the contraptions that were hooked behind it >for assorted jobs. Haven't found a picture of the barn, either. > >One little word - different world. > >Carole > >