The Rural Voice, 1982-07, Page 34We are ready
to receive your 1982
Wheat
Crop
KEN R.
CAMPBELL
FARMS LTD.
R. R. 1 Dublin 527-0249
PG. 34 THE RURAL VOICE/JULY 1982
GISELE IRELAND
Gee, thanks!
The crops are in for another season, and like a successful movie
production, planting was an academy award winning per-
formance. It would be remiss of me not to mention the special
performances of a few of the characters involved.
A very special thank you to the guy who
drove the truck into the side of the barn.
Moving the wall into the sow though was a
nice touch, and gave me the opportunity to
exercise my chubbies and carry feed the
length of the barn. The cart wouldn't fit
through until someone had time to repair
it.
A gesture of appreciation is also
extended for allowing me to loiter in the
parts department of equipment dealers. I
especially found it great when all I had was
a grease laden hunk of junk. The parts'
people will laugh for weeks at my
description of the tractor and where the part should fit. I know it
would be too much to ask when you are this busy to write down the
model and make or better yet, phone the place and tell them what
you want.
This time of the year always means interesting travel routes.
You get to deliver meals on wheels and hope you find the eaters
before the mosquitoes finish you off. One tractor was broke down
in a field that I couldn't find again if I tried. There were three
bridges to cross to get there, consisting of culverts with big rocks
around them. I was asked to drive a man and parts there and bring
the truck back out. I did as I was told, but left a part of the truck at
each culvert on the way back. You had to drive fast to get through
the boggy spots before you hit the fantastic bridges. 1 also had to
go on a mercy mission when I was informed that Super Wrench
needed a pair of pants. When I got there I could see why. The two
legs were held up by a belt and there wasn't much in between; he
was exposing his crankcase to the mercies of the mosquitoes. I
really appreciated his gracious thank -you while 1 rolled around
laughing and was sorry that I hadn't brought the camera with me.
My ettorts at saving money and time were always appreciated. I
bought three picnic table kits and proceeded to build one. Three
hours later I had a table six feet wide and six feet long. Lots of help
gathered around to inform me that it didn't look right but no one
offered to help or tell me what was actually wrong. It took Super
Wrench and the crowbar to show me the error of my ways. He took
it apart. knocked up three tables in an hour and told me about it.
and told me about it, and told me about it.
1 also appreciated being told what they had for dinner yesterday
when they were planting someplace else. They actually drooled
over the roast beef, gravy and homemade bread with three kinds
of pie to follow. I got the urge to punch the lady out, because they
were forking their way through something that resembled food
two hours ago when they should have been home.
Now that the hours are pretty well back to normal I must thank
the guys for being so quiet when they left before dawn in the
morning and came home late in the night. Brian especially felt the
need to render songs while using the bathroom before five in the
morning and slamming all the doors and opening all the drawers.
After all, 1 have to yank him out of bed any other time of the year
but for a few weeks he has to let the whole household know that
when the going gets tough, the tough get going.
Remember, that's just the planting; we have the harvest to go
through yet. It usually gets trickier and involves more hassles.