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yep, when I was 16 or 17 I could throw a bale of hay from the ground all the way over a loaded hay wagon, stacked 37 feets high. Might have been 73 feet high, I don't remember. A man we were helping once told me "damn, if I was as strong as you i'd stand in the middle of the road and stop traffic just to see who I could whip"...now I get tired walking to the mail box!

Reminds me of a story my best friend, the late David Elder, used to tell. He had a Dodge van that he had fixed up pretty nice, had a bed in back...he said he took this girl out one time and parked in some secluded spot in the woods. She was a big girl he said, and when it was time to leave he was stuck. He couldn't get any traction, and he didn't want to ask her to get in the back and jump up and down so he said "I can't find my wallet- would you mind looking in back to see if it's there"? So she did, and he said soon as she got back there he hit the gas and the van came right out of there. Then he said "never mind, I found it"! That van was later stolen, I don't think he ever got it back.

I picked up many, many hay bales when I was a kid, right up until I finished school and went to work. The first thing I ever remember driving was a Farmall C in the hay field, before I even started school. I would just steer between 2 rows of bales while my Daddy and Grandfather loaded the wagon. Daddy would jump on at the end of the field and turn up between 2 more rows, then jump off and load the wagon. We raised hogs and some crops, but Daddy did a lot of work for other people because he had all the equipment- mowers, rake, baler, bush hog, combine- a pull type, IH 80- a mounted corn picker that fit a Ford 5000, and so on. By the time me and my two brothers were teenagers we could run all of it. I liked combining and picking corn, and baling hay. My older brother would rake and I would bale. That was fun, but then we usually had to help get the hay up- I think we might have been part of the deal! My younger brother and I used to help a guy that lived near us in they hay field all the time. His son was a grown man, in his 20's, we were still teenagers, but he always drove the truck and drank Budweiser and we had to stack the hay. His daddy told us "y'all have to stack it, because y'all know how- if Hugh stacked it we'd never get out of the field without it falling off". It wasn't bad at all though because they had a conveyer thing that hooked to the side of the truck, which was a C50 Chevrolet dump truck, and brought the bales up to you so we didn't have to pick it up off the ground and throw it on the truck.

I had just unloaded at Carter Lumber in Reno, probably passed each other somewhere.

I used to go to Richmond Dragway a lot in the 70's, and once in a while to New London and Suffolk. I always liked watching the 10 to 12 second cars more than funny cars or top fuelers. This 69 Camaro was one of my favorites, owned and driven by Wayne Mangum. He used to be at Richmond all the time. Had a big block in it, powerglide transmission, one carb,and ran 9.90's. I heard later he put the running gear in an Opel GT or something, was running 9.30's or 40's but it got away from him at a track in North Carolina and pretty much destroyed the car, never saw him after that.

Not much to say that hasn't been said already, but your health is the most important thing, the only thing, to be thinking about now Mike. Get well soon.

yup, again, those things will kill you. I switched over to tubeless, got used wheels for $40 each. Lot of tire shops won't even fool with the split rims any more.

I remember my Daddy calling any kind of van that had been modified, even a little bit, a "hippy wagon". Some of them were pretty cool though.

I asked the bartender to sit on the bar and show her hose just for you.

hell yeah, I like the yellow one better- you should keep it as your company daily driver-mobile!

Holy mackle! I'm outa' likes, but that's bitchin'!

I know there's some Mopar fans here... I like it!

absolutely- them things can kill you!

Me too.

damn good thinking, I never thought of that but it could be the problem.

I saw a really nice looking DM tractor, or winch truck, on rt.2 in West Virginia. It's the one I tried to get a picture of, but it's behind some trees until you get right to it going south on 2. I don't know anything about it, or where you're located, but the truck was red and black, really sharp looking, and it had a "for sale" sign in the windshield.

Must have been there all week, I saw them a couple of times. Best picture I didn't get was not the dead porcupine I saw, but a Superliner Magnum headed east on 80 just east of the Ohio line Wednesday morning. It was pulling a flatbed with 2 big coils on it.

Forgot some- last weekend's ribs. and the bartender over at the Winfall Bar and Grill.

I want this one!

The long and winding road...to Warren, Pa. A big hole in Oil City, Pa. A girl in a car. This is to show the importance of healthy snacks- note that she has an orange, an apple, and water instead of a Pepsi and a banana flip. Makes her hooters look really nice, just because of the healthy snacks. Saw a blue Mack blowing smoke... and another blue Mack not blowing smoke. Pretty good looking KW in Moneta. Saw a super load making it's way out of Franklin, Pa. Took them a while to get it around this turn- takes a lane and a half with a 48' trailer... and they had to get all this around it. I don't know what it was but it was so heavy they used a push truck, and they climbed the hill out of Franklin about 10 mph. And I even saw the Powell Mountain goat. Unlike the ones in Moorefield, this one works alone and hangs out on these rocks all the time. I've seen it several times before but this is the first time I got a picture. A dumpster full of new Werner aluminum ladders. I've seen trailer loads of brand new aluminum ladders at the scrap yard in Richmond before. I asked the man why they scrapped them and he said if they had even the smallest defect, like a loose rivet or something, they scrapped them ... because they were afraid of people getting hurt or falling while trying to change a light bulb, then they would try to sue them because they would claim the ladder was defective. I saw a red headed girl on a red Massey Ferguson bush hogging at the aluminum place too. And a Diamond Reo Giant tipper truck. I loaded these aluminum logs there, in Greenville, Pa. Got held up by 2 accidents on the way home. This one was on 358 on the bridge over I-79. Had to wait about an hour because the ramp to get on 79 was closed so they could land the life flight helicopter on the ramp. Don't know what happened, but there was at least 3 vehicles involved. One of the firemen told me it would be a while, and he hoped I wasn't in a hurry. I told him I understood, I was just trying to get home, and there was a lot of people there having a lot worse day than I was. Chopper landing in a big cloud of dust- that's how close I was to the ramp I needed to get on. Then I waited about 15 minutes on 422 for this one. I did see a colorful mixer on the way home though.

Really! I thought there was more to the story. I don't know a thing about car hauling, but I couldn't imagine getting on the road dragging a "wreck waiting to happen" like that behind me.

Holy hamburgers Batman! You probably get a week's supply of sugar in one 'nanna flip, but they're delicious.

What a geographical oddity...two weeks from everywhere! ( Everette Ulysses McGill )

Those new GMC's looked so good an escaped convict came out of hiding to take a look. That's him standing in the center, and the FBI man that was tracking him, standing to the right, never even noticed him.

This is a neat looking GMC picture. My Daddy bought a new '66 Chevrolet pickup the same color as the blue one except it had a white top.