I had Dad's hoard as well as my own. 65 years worth of collection on our little 20 acre place. I left it all there when we came to town last fall.

Son in Law leased a D4 and now there is nothing but bare dirt where the sheds stood that the collections were stored in. Even the little uninsulated one room shack Mom and Dad lived in when I was born. And the three walled leanto we hand milked cows in. It is all gone.

Hell, I don't even have a post hole digger, tamping bar, shovel, wire stretcher, high lift jack, or a reason to need them.


People who choose to brew up their own storms bitch loudest about the rain.