db4600
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An oldie, but a goody.
This one brings back thoughts of a story Pa would tell. Pa was a ?24 model so this likely would have been in the late ?30s. It happened during the threshing season when Frank Tomsche?s crew was at grandpa?s place running the rig. Grandpa Nick has gotten rid of the team of Percheron by that time and the work load was replaced by the Fordson and in keeping with tradition also had set of Paints. Pa called them ?Indian Ponies?. It was Pa?s job to run the grain box back to the granary. The farm was a mixture of clay hills and grassy sloughs. The run back to the rig was down grade from the farm site out to lower flats. On this trip something spooked those Paints and Pa said for the life of him he could neither stop or slow that team. He said in the panic of the moment his best action was to run them into a standing Cottonwood along the path. He said he braced his feet on the foot board of the tripplebox and aimed the reach for the Cottonwood where upon the Paints, wagon, and Pa came to an abrupt stop with as Pa said it ? their heads knocked together on the other side of that tree?.
This one brings back thoughts of a story Pa would tell. Pa was a ?24 model so this likely would have been in the late ?30s. It happened during the threshing season when Frank Tomsche?s crew was at grandpa?s place running the rig. Grandpa Nick has gotten rid of the team of Percheron by that time and the work load was replaced by the Fordson and in keeping with tradition also had set of Paints. Pa called them ?Indian Ponies?. It was Pa?s job to run the grain box back to the granary. The farm was a mixture of clay hills and grassy sloughs. The run back to the rig was down grade from the farm site out to lower flats. On this trip something spooked those Paints and Pa said for the life of him he could neither stop or slow that team. He said in the panic of the moment his best action was to run them into a standing Cottonwood along the path. He said he braced his feet on the foot board of the tripplebox and aimed the reach for the Cottonwood where upon the Paints, wagon, and Pa came to an abrupt stop with as Pa said it ? their heads knocked together on the other side of that tree?.
