I did drive it in the parade, but I was the only one who was impressed with my old iron that went "Putt, Putt, Putt." The boys want to restore it....I really don't care, I like it just how it is....operational.....paint is optional.
Which is more than I can say for Luke's tractor. You know the one, that always beats me in road races? Well, his old Farmall was sitting home that day because he couldn't get it started. Even though he always brags about how much nicer and faster his tractor is than mine, I still felt badly because he couldn't take it in the parade. But Mr. Kyser came to the rescue and by the end of the day it was running and hopefully he will be able to keep that piece of red junk going for the big Labor Day tractor parade in Waldron.
Bobby's off judging a county fair today, the boys are heading down to the neighbors to clean out one of his grain bins and Sarah and I are headed Knolltop Morgans to do their chores. I've got so much catching up to do today!