tedregentin
Member
I am blessed to live in the beautiful Hood River Valley in north central Oregon. It used to be quite a dairy area, but now is mainly orchards. Pear, apple, cherry, with blueberries and grapes coming on. There are still a few farmers who raise hay and some wheat. My youngest two boys, ten and twelve, have the farming gene that bypassed me. A neighbor who has a hay field across the road from me was baling last night with his 4440JD. He sometimes lets the boys ride in the cab with him when baling. Last night he called, and said that my twelve year old had got his fingers pinched in the the cab door when he had shut it and passed out. He was really upset that something had happened. My wife and I went and got Sam and got him home, nothing was broken, fortunately,and got some ice on it. My neighbor is very safety oriented, and is a very good farmer. As careful as he is, things still happen. One just can't be too careful out there.