Therman, Your pictures and story of stacking hay on the farm took me back to my days on the farm and putting hay up. My parents had five girls before they had any boys. Us older girls got in on a lot of haying also as well as milking the cows, etc. I remember those old rakes and stackers operated by horses. My father also had one of the first combines in the valley and after it was obsolete it sat in our old barn yard and when we were cold and decided we were finished playing in the canal we would lay out on top of the old combine to get warm. One of those times when we wanted to go into the house to get a towel and get warm we weren't allowed in the house. We shivered and shook till we were blue all over. Later we found out that the reason we weren't allowed in the house was because we had a new brother. The first boy in the family. I also remember "tromping the hay to pack it down in the stacks and in the wagons that were used to haul the hay from the fields to the barn or the hay stack. There was a lot of picking rocks in the fields in the spring and hauling them to the rock pile. Funny, I don't really miss those days. I wonder why. Any way, I do enjoy reading your memories. They take me back a good many years too. Keep them coming. Pauline