Went over to my recently deceased friend/neighbors farm to find a t post hammer.
John died at 82 just a month or so after retiring. Cancer took him in 91 days.
Was rummaging around in his tool shed and barns and I swear I could feel his presence.
I am amazed at how much stuff he collected in the 60 years he was on that farm.
Everything you could imagine and then some. Trucks, implements, tractors parts, old sheds, tools, belts, hoses, feed grinders, engines.
Whats really amazing he handled every piece.
Told his wife regarding a trailer full of scrap.
John would have said if told lets get rid of it,,, Not just yet he would have said...She totally knew thats exactly what he would have said and it warmed her heart.
He sure looked like a OF old fart as he called himself, but I never ever met a more happy go lucky, hard working man despite being wore out near the end, never once complained even when sick.
He laughed and laughed slapping his knees, ...endless stories every visit.
His last words to me..
Be good to one another...
Time now to go nail his irrigation boots to the fence post out back, overlooking the pasture he rode chasing, cows, irrigating and tending to for many, many years...
He would want me to...
I feel pretty good these days John, for an old fart...