Citydude
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Very nice. Thanks for posting.
Life on the farm
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Otto Syracuse
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I really enjoy your photos, thank you for posting them along with a little bit of background.
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buckeyefarmer
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Thanks. Should add more narrative, but it was getting late.
dan ny escarpment
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Great pics buckeye, thanks for posting What branch and division etc? I do not see an insignia as a clue.
My dad's few shots from around the Bulge are prized posessions, as are about a couple hundred of his WW 2 letters that a cousin gave us after my mom passed.
My dad's few shots from around the Bulge are prized posessions, as are about a couple hundred of his WW 2 letters that a cousin gave us after my mom passed.
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buckeyefarmer
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basic was Ft sill, Battery B, 28th Battalion.
Was in a replacement company,
Was in 18th artillary under the 3rd Army (Patton)
Saw Patton, didn't care for him because he took all their fuel for his tanks...
fought near aachen during the battle of the bulge.
Later was in the 9th Army. He said they got moved around a lot.
Was in a replacement company,
Was in 18th artillary under the 3rd Army (Patton)
Saw Patton, didn't care for him because he took all their fuel for his tanks...
fought near aachen during the battle of the bulge.
Later was in the 9th Army. He said they got moved around a lot.
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buckeyefarmer
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cat fever
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Buckeye,
I have only read some of the posts here and there through the thread but thanks for posting/sharing.
I think anyone that has been raised on or around a farm can consider themselves lucky. I was raised in Salt Lake City, but spent a lot of time on my uncle's farm in northern Utah. He had thousands of acres and raised about 600 head of cattle and about 2000 head of sheep. I have a lot of good memories from that. Sadly, none of his kids (my cousins) want to farm/ranch the land. The family still owns it, but leases it out to others. My uncle died about 15 years ago from lung cancer.
Keep the posts and pictures coming I think many of us enjoy it.
I have only read some of the posts here and there through the thread but thanks for posting/sharing.
I think anyone that has been raised on or around a farm can consider themselves lucky. I was raised in Salt Lake City, but spent a lot of time on my uncle's farm in northern Utah. He had thousands of acres and raised about 600 head of cattle and about 2000 head of sheep. I have a lot of good memories from that. Sadly, none of his kids (my cousins) want to farm/ranch the land. The family still owns it, but leases it out to others. My uncle died about 15 years ago from lung cancer.
Keep the posts and pictures coming I think many of us enjoy it.
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buckeyefarmer
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Corn Crib:
This corn crib was built in the 70's. Built as a pole building, using locust posts. Nothing on the farm was wasted, when we tore down an old chicken house in the 70's, we saved all the lumber and used lumber was reused to build other buildings. The doors on the corn crib were from the old house that came with the farm, that was torn down in the early 60's. Some of the old lumber is still stored in a barn.
People ask me today how I know how to build things, and I reply it's because I grew up on a farm where we always did everything ourselves. We couldn't afford to have someone come in to build things for us. If we wanted it done, we had to do it ourselves. I recall helping build the corn crib.
We didn't plant corn every year, usually about every other year. Dad has an old 2 row corn planter in one of the barns. We dreaded the corn years, because we did not have a corn picker. We picked several acres of corn by hand, using one of those little metal corn huskers, and then piling the corn in piles on the ground. We would come thru later with the tractor/trailer and pick up the piles of corn from the ground, and put in the corn crib. The corn crib has a couple little doors near the top, where we could shovel the corn in. The corn was used to feed the hogs and select cows that were going to be butchered. We would take corn to the mill in town to be ground. The ground corn was then stored in 55 gal drums, with a lid in order to keep the mice out.
When I was young our pig pen / pig house was a ways from the house, and we had to carry buckets of water to feed the pigs. It's the A frame bulding in the background of this picture from 1964. We would put ground corn in the trough, and then add water. The pigs loved it.
I'm in this picture, with 2 of my sisters and another brother.
I remember we used to play hide an seek in the corn fields at night, and lose my youngest brother in the corn field. We also planted pumpkins with the corn, and we would take them into my grandmothers house in town, and sell them in front of her house.
This corn crib was built in the 70's. Built as a pole building, using locust posts. Nothing on the farm was wasted, when we tore down an old chicken house in the 70's, we saved all the lumber and used lumber was reused to build other buildings. The doors on the corn crib were from the old house that came with the farm, that was torn down in the early 60's. Some of the old lumber is still stored in a barn.
People ask me today how I know how to build things, and I reply it's because I grew up on a farm where we always did everything ourselves. We couldn't afford to have someone come in to build things for us. If we wanted it done, we had to do it ourselves. I recall helping build the corn crib.
We didn't plant corn every year, usually about every other year. Dad has an old 2 row corn planter in one of the barns. We dreaded the corn years, because we did not have a corn picker. We picked several acres of corn by hand, using one of those little metal corn huskers, and then piling the corn in piles on the ground. We would come thru later with the tractor/trailer and pick up the piles of corn from the ground, and put in the corn crib. The corn crib has a couple little doors near the top, where we could shovel the corn in. The corn was used to feed the hogs and select cows that were going to be butchered. We would take corn to the mill in town to be ground. The ground corn was then stored in 55 gal drums, with a lid in order to keep the mice out.
When I was young our pig pen / pig house was a ways from the house, and we had to carry buckets of water to feed the pigs. It's the A frame bulding in the background of this picture from 1964. We would put ground corn in the trough, and then add water. The pigs loved it.
I'm in this picture, with 2 of my sisters and another brother.
I remember we used to play hide an seek in the corn fields at night, and lose my youngest brother in the corn field. We also planted pumpkins with the corn, and we would take them into my grandmothers house in town, and sell them in front of her house.
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buckeyefarmer
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Happy Thanksgivi
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