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Township Roads- The annual 4-H hayride


Fri, Nov 1st, 2002
Posted in Columnists

Soon after we got our new fifty-two-year-old tractor, I threatened our sons with a hayride. I suggested that they could invite all their friends over and we would hitch the Farmall to our sheep trailer and go for a hayride over the pasture and through the woods. They didnít seem to think too much of that idea. Hayrides just donít seem to be the thing for teenage boys these days.

I was a 4-H member in my youth. Although Iím sure I gained much crop and livestock knowledge from the experience, I believe some of my most enduring memories are of our 4-H clubís annual Halloween hayride. It was a much-loved tradition that I looked forward to every fall.

Our club met at eight p.m. on the third Saturday night of each month. The October meeting was the Halloween party and the entertainment was a hayride. Actually, we never had a real hayride because the wagons were always loaded with straw bales. Hay is not a good choice for sitting on. There is too much dust and too many leaves to make for comfortable riding. Hay is a bit more expensive and, as I will relate, not all the seating material was returned in its original state.

I am pleased to say that I am too young to have ever been on a hayride powered by horses. Our "chariots-of-dead-grass" were pulled by tractors. We often needed several wagons to haul all our 4-H members and attending parents. When that happened we might have three tractors of different colors each pulling a wagon. This automatically created a competition among the boys as to which tractor could pull the most people and do it with the least apparent effort.

Our club leaders didnít even try to have a business meeting before the hayrides. As people arrived, the kids picked out their places on the wagons. When all the 4-H members were present and accounted for, the hayride wagon train hit the trail. The best wagon to be riding on, as far as I was concerned, was the last one in the procession. Being last in line meant that there would be no tractor lights shining on us as we conducted what we considered the fun part of the hayride. My friends and I were not so interested in riding as we were intent upon reeking havoc on each other. We tried to discourage little kids and girls from riding our wagon as we intended to get a bit rough and didnít want them in the way to get hurt or to tattle on us.

As soon as the wagons left the yard we went into .....
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Journal Writiing Project-Andy Wolter

Fri, Nov 1st, 2002
Posted in Columnists

I was sitting in the computer lab, idly tapping the keys, trying to generate ideas for an article I had to write. I had procrastinated for days thinking up a decent topic to write about. Now I had two days left to write, revise and edit a piece on so ..... 
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Notes From a Country Kitchen

Fri, Oct 25th, 2002
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Last month at Circle we had roll call and the question was "What job do you hate the most?" I believe almost everyone, including our Pastor, said it was washing windows. I remember years ago it was hard to get the men folks to help get the st ..... 
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Prairie Notes-On the Road

Fri, Oct 25th, 2002
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Turn down any country road in Fillmore county. Choose one that you have driven often in the past, though it may have been awhile since you passed that way. If you happen to choose that road early in the morning, say 6:30 or 7:00, or later in the afte ..... 
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Journal Writing Project-Jamie Howe

Fri, Oct 25th, 2002
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When you open those glorious high school doors for the first time as a freshman, you feel it. You feel the power, the responsibility, the status, the freedom, and you feel the real life as a teenager. Or should I say, the artificial life you lead for ..... 
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Notes from a Country Kitchen

Mon, Oct 21st, 2002
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Fall is my time of the year, pretty leaves, nuts on the ground, smell of burning leaves and weather . . . sometimes raining, sometimes beautiful , and sometimes really windy. We see all the big combines harvesting the corn and beans, neighbors gettin ..... 
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Journal Writing Project-Kyle Anderson

Mon, Oct 21st, 2002
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Deadlines are like rainy days. They show up everyone once in a while and nobody likes them. Deadlines make people sweat, make them nervous, and make them shake in their boots, but they also give people order. Deadlines are those unpleasant reminders ..... 
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Township Roads-This old tractor

Mon, Oct 21st, 2002
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A tractor followed me home a couple weekends ago. It wasnít exactly a stray. It was a tractor that I had known for a long time.

The tractor that rode on the trailer behind my pickup was a Farmall H. My dad bought it new back in ..... 
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Notes from a Country Kitchen

Fri, Oct 11th, 2002
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I just looked up the word "cooperation" and this is what it said, "a joint action or undertaking," and that it was for us out at Big Spring on our Chicken Dinner on Sept 29th. Everybody knows we all have to work together as our membership is getting ..... 
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