No bears or lions in my woods, so my scariest moments all involve an International H tractor with no brakes. And the steering was so bad that all you could do was point it instead of drive it. I forgot to put it into 1st gear when starting down a steep road thru the woods one time, and there was nothing to do but try to keep it between the trees. The turn at the bottom was really fun, but I kept it from turning over. My dad wasn't so lucky once, and I watched him lay it on its side. He managed to jump off, and we got a neighbor with a front end loader to set it back up and he went back to work.

When my dad passed away, one of the first things I did was to sell that tractor.


All the labor of man is for his mouth, and yet the appetite is not filled.