I, for one, really enjoy reading your information Charles. I have some knowledge of what the farmers went through, but not to the extent you have. I was young and the family across the road ran a farm, as I stated before, our 'farm' wasn't of any magnitude. I would sometimes 'help' load the hay into the mow. Grandpa Diffen used just a wheel axel and hitch for the team to raise the hay up, across and into the mow, no mechanical power there. I was probably about 10 and would drive the team for this purpose. I did it maybe 3-5 times and then of course was bored and would scamper off. Boy did I think I was a big help!. The men were doing the hard, sweaty, dusty part. Could not understand why my mother frowned on my doing that job. I didn't think getting the hay seed/dust out of my long hair was that much of a problem! I still maintain that there was a lot of difference between the farm raised children and the city or village raised young un's. Difference in values, difference in attitudes and etc. But yet, I married a 'village' boy and we've done OK. --- 57 years and counting!! Pat J. -- No virus found in this outgoing message. Checked by AVG Anti-Virus. Version: 7.0.300 / Virus Database: 266.5.0 - Release Date: 2/25/2005