Farmer Who Dosen't Let Accident Stop Him

When I was a kid, we had car trouble on a family trip. Dad limped the car into the nearest farm place. Dad lifted the hood and discovered the problem - it required a part.

Wife came out and asked if we needed help. Dad said he needed a part for the car. Farmwife said, "I'll get my husband, he'll give you a ride to town."

Her husband came out and my dad stuck his hand out to shake. The man said, "Sorry, I can't shake hands." Held both arms up... he had no hands - they had both been cut off in a farming accident. Only had maybe an inch and a half of hand remaining below his wrists. Anyway, the guy and dad jumped in his pickup and went to town. Dad said the guy drove a stick shift without missing a beat... said he was a better driver than some guys he knew who did have hands.

They were really nice folks to help us like that, and would not accept any money for their help.
 
There was a local man here a few years ago got his foot taken off in the corn head of his combine. It was clogged and he used his foot to dislodge the debris while the combine was running.

Sad that these things happen and sadder that they will continue to happen.

I remember about 30-35 years ago a young boy lost both arms in a PTO, he made it in the house and dialed the phone with a pencil in his mouth to call 911. He then sat in the bath room to keep from making a mess in the house. Does any one remember who this boy was or where it happened??
 
Yes, that was John Thompson from Hurdsfield, ND.

http://www.minotdailynews.com/page/content.detail/id/551888/-I-Survived-.html
 
My grandfather lost four fingers in the late 50's in a John Deere corn picker. It was clogged up and put his had in to dislodge the corn. He knew better but didnt take the time to think. However since that day he always preached safety and made my father and I more aware to dangerous situations.
 
One of my wife's distant relatives lost an arm in a picker, and also a leg on a railroad crew accident, or vise versa - I never can remember. He ran a little farm and a little gas station, and was as independent as a hog on ice. Would'nt allow anyone to help him do anything. He had a drawer full of news articles written by travelling reporters who happened to stop for a fillup at his station. Stories were funny, because they never mentioned him having just one leg, only talked about the one-armed station attendant. Ed would laugh and say, "D*mned fool didn't know I just had one leg".
 
(quoted from post at 08:33:00 04/08/13) One of my wife's distant relatives lost an arm in a picker, and also a leg on a railroad crew accident, or vise versa - I never can remember. He ran a little farm and a little gas station, and was as independent as a hog on ice. Would'nt allow anyone to help him do anything. He had a drawer full of news articles written by travelling reporters who happened to stop for a fillup at his station. Stories were funny, because they never mentioned him having just one leg, only talked about the one-armed station attendant. Ed would laugh and say, "D*mned fool didn't know I just had one leg".

Now that story brings back memories! Dad lost his leg in WWII and stayed on active duty until 1971 when he retired with 31 years active duty. After we moved to MN and he "bought the farm", 200 acres, nice place he quit smoking. He put slipped in the bath tub one night and split the end of the stump open and couldn't wear his fake leg till it healed. He still did chores but didn't go into town for about a week. When he did it was on crutch's with his pant leg pinned up. The locals thought he had been in an accident and had just lost the leg because he never limped and they hadn't seen him in a week or so. Man it was funny to see their faces when they found out that his leg had been gone almost 30 years! Dad had a lot of fun with that leg, asking grand kids to help pull his shoe off and such! To me the funniest was not intentional. He kept his spare leg in the basement under the stairs. The freezer was down there too. Mom kept icecream bads and popsicles in it for the grand kids. So how the leg got knocked over and the foot was sticking out where it could be seen from the top of the stairs. My #2 son and nephew were told to go get treats when they were about 7 and saw that foot sticking out. They refused to go in the basement thinking that grandma and pa had body parts down there!

Rick
 
Gotta admire those guys Rick. And I whimper over a splinter or a thorn. . . This guy I was telling about was orphaned when he was about 8 or 10 and he and his six or eight siblings were fanned out around the community. They became one of the closest knit families I've ever seen. They've all passed on now. The greatest generation!
 

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