Things you DON'T miss...

Greg1959

Well-known Member
After the thread of things that we miss, I thought I'd ask about things we don't miss.

My input.....

My ex-wife.

Or going to the outhouse in the middle of the night during winter. Just thinking about
sitting on that frozen wood with your backside exposed to the wind and cold still
gives me chills.
 
Cleaning hog houses. It became a family joke with my brothers and I. No tractor or anything (other than pulling the spreader). Just manure forks and three 30x60 hog houses. Ugh.
 
Cleaning the droppings out of the chicken house....Helping milk 12 cows by hand before I caught the school bus..
 
Hauling corn six miles to town with a Deere A and two wagons in mid to late November. No heat houser, no cab. Standing beside the engine trying to warm up while waiting in line three hours at the elevator.
 
Mom giving me a dose of Black Draught every time I didn't feel like going to school.
Hoeing and picking cotton.
Hand cranked engines.
Walking everywhere I needed to go.
Risen sores and ear aches.
Movies that didn't have sound and mouth movement in sync and broke the film tape when things were getting exciting.
Who said those were "the good old days" anyhow?
 
Finding a fine thread nut in my granddads box of """assorted""" fasteners that were packed with oily dust and had to be picked at with a nail to even see the pitch. Jim
 
Cutting wood in -0 weather. Milking cows in like weather. Working on a miserably cold flightline just so some fly boy can get his jollys.
 
I am with you in not missing the cold trips to the outhouse!!!!

I will add in carrying water to livestock in sub zero weather. Your pants legs frozen solid with splashed water.

Reaching into a gravity hog water with your shirt rolled up to clean the screen on the float valve. My fingers would go numb and I would have a hard time screwing the screen back on.

Plowing until the ground froze hard enough that the plows would not go into the ground any longer. No cabs or weather breaks on the tractors either.

Just loads of fun in the cold.
 
Compulsory Corporate meetings fist Wednesday of each month!

Team meetings on how the older generation "Ch!!st" I was born in 1953,.....OLD? could work at getting to know GENERATION Y!

Compulsory shaving so as the "SCB" makes a facial seal!

Being told the Equipment has to be more RELIABLE and do not spent MONEY!

Have not been on call 24/7 for the past four and a half years.........:)

Have not answered a Telephone after 10:pm in the past four and a half years.........:)

And lastly.....I have not attended one meeting on TERMINATING an employee only to be told I shall be attending some high end special Training to better understand HUMAN CULTURE!


Bob.........................:)
 
I was a sickly kid, had to take cod liver oil and castor oil until I started high school. Even after that, If I said I was sick, I got a double dose of caster oil and sent to bed. That meant in bed all day. I went to school even if I was sick. If I had the croup, which I had often, Mom warmed kerosene and Vicks on the wood stove, dipped a wool sock in it and safety pinned it around my neck. OH the smell....James
 
Old boots and Winter clothes,boots were heavy,feet got cold and wet.Winter coats were heavy and soaked up the rain and snow.Three speed on the column vehicles hated those shifters.
Older pickups that froze you in the Winter,burned you up in the Summer,were unreliable and had very little power and poor brakes.
 
Sitting at a table piled high with baskets of eggs that needed to be washed and crated. Must be why I have never kept any chickens , having to wash chicken sh!t or dried egg yoke off of two or three crates of eggs every week. Seemed like every week of summer till I was big enough to go to the field and handle bales of hay. After that , my folks got rid of the hens .
 
1. Spraying crops. Sprayed for 8 years for UAP (Then CPS) and wouldn't go back for anything. The small farmers were alright, but the big guys were a-holes. The bigger they were, there bigger an a-hole they were. The chemical were awfult o be around, too. One of the salesmen would get violently sick at the smell of 2,4d. Another guy I knew was one of those that drank Atrazine to show how safe it was. He was a few more than one notch off...

2. Being single. Married my wife at 22 14 years ago, and would be lost without her. We got two great kids, and wouldn't trade them for the world.

(quoted from post at 03:02:04 11/04/16) Sitting at a table piled high with baskets of eggs that needed to be washed and crated. Must be why I have never kept any chickens , having to wash chicken sh!t or dried egg yoke off of two or three crates of eggs every week. Seemed like every week of summer till I was big enough to go to the field and handle bales of hay. After that , my folks got rid of the hens .

Bruce,

Rollaway nests. Dunno why they took so long to figure that one out. Just cut a slot in the front or back of the nest, tilt it slightly toward that slot, use a rubber pad instead of straw for nesting, and get clean eggs. Also go in after dark and pull the hens outta the nests. I have between 8000 and 8700 hens and don't wash more'n 100 eggs a week.
 
Spreading manure on the coldest days of winter. No cab on the tractor (talking 1960's) so you drove into the wind to prevent the wind from blowing it back at you. Didn't matter if it was snowing, freezing rain, a blizzard - still had to be spread everyday.
 
Trying to eat liver after my mom cooked it,,,well done,, dry as a sole of a shoe//lol,,,,but ,,I would gladly eat it now and smile if mom was still around to cook it
 

Well, I'm only 56 so no old timey memories of hated things for me. But one of the things I don't miss is needing a part and having to make dozens of phone calls looking for it or, worse, having to find an address ( more likely several addresses of several companies that might have the part), write or type out a query on a part that you probably didn't have a part# to, mail it off, wait 2 weeks for a reply and then if it was a positive, going through the whole schpeel again PLUS adding a Postal Money order since out of state checks wouldn't be accepted until you established an account, which required more mailing back and forth. Often you got the wrong aprt and had to repeat the process a couple more times. Meanwhile there was an angry, impatient logger wondering why you were so slow and incompetent and just generally making his life difficult when he brought in that off brand, 20 year old saw that was hard to get parts for when it was new. Today I can do an internet search and if it takes more than 20 minutes to find what I'm looking for I'm always surprised. I can pay online and in many cases have the item in 2 days or even over night.

Something else I REALLY don't miss is hearing that someone has cancer or a heart issue or a failing organ and knowing they were as good as dead. What medicine can do today is simply miraculous. Yeah, they still kill a lot of people, but we don't see little kids dying or young mothers dying like we used to.
 
Hearing mom call out to me, using both my first AND my middle names...

Uhm - that never ended well. LOL
 
I don't miss getting up early and milking cows before going to school. Then getting home and milking them again. In the 60's we milked 60-70 cows, pasteurized and delivered it too.

Growing up on a diary is why I went to college.
 
You described my first vehicle in every detail except the color, a 64 dodge D-100 with slant six and three on the tree.
 
That reminds me of something. When I was in basic training at Ft. McClellan, AL. they fixed peppered beef at the mess hall about once per week, and I admit that I liked it. One time I get in line, see peppered beef, point to it, "I'll take that", and got "that". I set my tray down at a table, sit down and could smell dog doo doo. I scooted my chair out, looked under my boots, no dog doo doo under them. Hmm? I scoot back in, take a huge fork full of my peppered beef...it wasn't peppered beef as I recognized it. It was...peppered beef liver. Yuck, yuck, yuck. I was hungry, so I forked it down, put my tray away, walked outside of the mess hall, took a few steps and that peppered beef came right up and out. I tried. I ate it. I honestly tried. I don't think my dogs will eat bee liver, and I aint going to make them.

Beef liver, raw IS good for replenishing the septic tank bacteria, I'll give that.

Mark
 

Walking up/down corn & cotton rows with a hoe on a hot Summer day. Pulling cotton bolls while dragging a sack. Hand milking cows every morning & evining. Unloading oats with a scoop from a wagon into a grainery.
 
Getting up in the morning and finding ice in the water bucket in the kitchen.
 
Party line telephone. Nine families (down from twelve) sharing one phone line with several other people listening in on every phone call. That lasted until 1970.

Carburetors on cars and pickups.

Thawing and fixing frozen hog and cattle waters.
 
The first time I ate liver away from home, that was not like shoe leather, I didn't recognize what it was.Navy mess hall. I ate two helpings with lots of onions and mustard and then realized liver could be chewed into small pieces. LOL
 
I cut a hole, about 2 1/2" dia., in the outlet side of the heater box and a lot more hot air came out of the heater when you were going down the road, 71 Dodge. A cover with one screw could swing over and cover it when I wanted the heater box to function normally.
 
I hate anything to do with milo - and I grow it! Greasing the combine after cutting milo is torture like no other. Oats are the only thing worse.
 
Like this?
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Any day after dad foumd out I was drinking the night before. He never said a word, but it was always amday shoveling fertilizer or cutting firewood.
 
Pitching the silage wagon full before leaving for school in the morning because dad wouldn't start the diesel tractor that had the loader.


Loading possum belly cattle trailers with small bales of hay.
 
-Fixing the Acorn barn cleaner in the wind and snow on a 0 degree day(It never broke on a warm day). To this day I still claim it would have been quicker to clean the gutters by hand than with those things.

-A customer's Wife that just hated the dealership where I work. No matter how hard we tried we couldn't make her happy. They traded off the machine they had for a John Deere machine and we couldn't be happier. She now works as a receptionist at a local hospital in the emergency room. I had to take my Dad in there one day, a person ahead of us was very upset over the care their relative was getting and chewed her hind end. When I got to the counter she recognized me and made a comment about the prior person. I looked at her and said "Its not fun to be treated that way is it?" Don't miss her at all.
 
I loved cultivating. Dad got a brand new 770 Oliver with 4 row front mounted cultivator and POWER STEERING. Easiest job on the farm. Dad would just tell me what field and away I went. Don't miss the outhouse, picking rocks, anything involving oats dust and cleaning barn (manure). Even liked throwing down silage and feeding cows. Great exercise on a cold day.
 
I have to wonder, did you think you were going to milk cows till the end, that is how I feel right now but older folks tell me I will change my mind later in life. Then there is a few old guys, in there 80s I know that are still milking a small herd and don't plan on quitting.
 
Greasing the NH 77 baler.

Picking up bales behind the NH 77 baler. Stronger and lazier big brother ran the baler.

Stacking bales on the wagon.

Stacking bales in a hot haymow under a hot tin roof.

Fortunately big brother's witchy wife hated me and the other two brothers and ran us off the farm to become citiots.
 
The end can come at any age Brown Swiss. Unlike Randy , I still like the cows but,I know that I too will have to call it a day some time. I am fortunate enough to have a son home on the farm with me , and I can slip into retirement slowly . Bruce
 
Yeah knuckles on the frozen ground cross cut sawing trees for fence posts.

filling kerosene heaters under a hog waterer surrounded by ice.

BUT things have changed! Today a farmer layed 2 miles of big hose, some crossing my property with permission and fed a wide pig poo applicator, doing 80 acres in less than half a day!!! I, too, remember four tine forks and shovels and frozen manure spreaders. Leo
 
(quoted from post at 19:47:11 11/03/16) After the thread of things that we miss, I thought I'd ask about things we don't miss.

My input.....

My ex-wife.

Or going to the outhouse in the middle of the night during winter. Just thinking about
sitting on that frozen wood with your backside exposed to the wind and cold still
gives me chills.

Milking cows, dealing with sick and dead animals....castrating pigs, dehorning and branding cattle. Seems I am even more sensitized to it as I get older.
 
for 30 yrs I ran a hme improvement business ,,. done real good with it ,, and built a reputation as thed verybest when it came all sorts of siding and trim specialty trim work ,.. trouble was every guy , I trained that took to the biznes well sooner or later became my competition ,, no matter how much more I paid them , bonuses and so forth ,,. they always saw greener grass on the other side ,,. ,. then there were the guys that you had to teach over and over again ,. I recall being exasperated with one kid we had for the summer ,.and told him "this job aint no different than the last job we done except it is a different color ,,. so start acting like you know what you are doing " lol,. serveral of my guys went on to do real good in their own bisnez including my son , who took over the business name, and "hit the ground a runnin,". one of my hi school summer helpers is now a bank branch presiden. and all these guys are still my friends.
but what I do not miss,. teaching new help how to read a tape measure SHOCK .. coming home late nearly every nite after either selling a job , and or grinding feed and feeding 200 head of hogs on the fat floor we built at dads when was 14 yrs old ,. getting up at 6 am , help my dear wife getting the kids breakfast and driving them 6 miles round trip to the bus stop to catch the St Joseph school bus,.at 7:30 am , the guys were due to show up and start lading and receiving my working orders for the day ,,. many a week I had 4 different crews running in the summer monthes,. but I had to be careful that I did not do too much new construction ,,. those guys usually paid 30 -60 days in aRREARS ,. so a few down home farm folx jobs helpt keep the cash flow going,.. we were making money hand over fist ,,. never mind the mules just load the wagon ,.. the siding and trim business was my vehicle to be able to retire from and own and work a full time farm,, and I DID IT, I own 235 acres , and rnt 60 more acres ,,. plus have a lease on another 125 acres of hay ground . But I am not sure it was worth it ,.LOL,.
I could a hired in at ford motor in Louisville,.. by now I would have a fat pension ,but getting there would not had been the full life experience that gave me the wisdom and satisfaction I enjoy today ... as I mentioned in earlier posts,. it seems there were 40 yrs that were a total blur , my wife quit me and filed for divorce ,, there was nuthin I could do to save that once wonderful relationship ,. I relize now she and I were both tired of the pace ,,,. my parents drilled into me a STRONG honorable work ethic , and she was from the same type of cloth . I did enjoy my 4 kids growing up to be successful.. so many times though ,,..because of the hectic schedule and heavy responsibilities , I felt instead of running my biznez, I felt my business was running me ,, at times I would have a dreaM , that I was a foreman laying track and the locomotive was breathing down my neck ,,. that's when i knew I needed a break and I took timeout with my wife and children,.. I have been a county commissioner , and will complete 2 terms on county council after this year ,10 yrs ago I married a lovely Sicilian born gal , that gives me smiles each day ,I had stage 3 colon cancer, major surgery in march , completed 12 chemo thereafter , and though it has been 40 days since my last treatment still have numbness and tingles in my hands and feet ,,I struggle to do just the basics around the farm ,. but, I am now Cancer FREE, and next year should be better,. sorry for the long post ,. it took me 45 yrs to live the post,,
 
Propane

Lifting cars with a screw jack

No air tools

Carburetors

Points ignition

Generators

6V battery's

Having to burn cold for heat add wood to dat also.

EGR valves and all the A.I.R. plumbing they use to hang on car engines.

Drum Brakes

V belts

Fan clutches

Cork gaskets
 
no doubt ,.,mule boss!!,. that senior trip was canceled 3 yrs before I got out of school,. lucky me,. we did a lot of work for a Army sgt major, that I could not help but respect and appreciate ,. it took a lot of beer to,loosen a few graphic stories he told to me and his nephew that kep0t pumpin him to talk ,.he served 2 hitches in veitnam , , he really did not want a 2nd hitch but he loved his men and hated to turn them over to someone green reckless that mite get them killed ,
 
I'll tell you guys,at one point,yes,I thought they'd find me dead in the barn some day next to a cow. Slowly I started to think that someday somebody was going to find me dead in the barn next to a cow. Same thought,different attitude.

When I hauled can milk back in the early and mid 70s,there were old guys still milking a few cows,but they seemed to be in the barn all day doing chores for 10 cows or so. It just got to the point that I was thinking about that and didn't want it to be me. When both of the boys were here milking with me,I was all gung ho over it. After the first one left,I was on cruise control with no plans for expansion,but was trying to run out the clock. The younger boy and I had a talk about him buying the cows,then eventually the farm,but he thought about it and said that wasn't really what he wanted to do for the rest of his life. It didn't immediately take the wind out of my sails,but I started to think pretty quick that I'd better get in to something else while I still had enough time left in my life to make something of it. I always loved the look of black cows on pasture,so that's where I turned my passions.
 
(quoted from post at 21:14:58 11/03/16) Yes the outhouse. Did any of you use the old Sears roebuck catalog there? We did.

And when that ran out you went back to the corncobs. :roll:
 
I agree with the outhouse comments. I don't miss cutting sprouts with an ax in August. Cleaning out the bins of wheat in late July to get ready for milo. Cleaning out the bins of milo any time of the year. Cutting firewood with an old McCullough chainsaw. Probably not a good thing but I don't miss school, I never did like it and I guess it shows.
 

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