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On 11/22/2024 at 2:48 PM, baboso said:

My dad had me out bushhogging the pasture when I was 12.

I grew up farming and ranching waaay out in the sticks.  I plowed my first field by myself at 9 years old.  I had my own pickup at 13, a 66 Chevy stepside with the shitty inline 6.  The main reason I had a pickup at that age was so I could go plow without my dad or mom having to drop me off and pick me up out of the fields.  I had my own horse at 8 and was expected to help work cattle on him at that time.  I broke my first horse at 13.  That fucking horse kicked me square in the chest, stopping my heart for what my dad says was an eternity but he guesses it was actually a full minute before the old ticker started beating again.

My parents would be in jail for all of that these days.

My grandmother taught me to drive at 10 so I could wheel her up Highway 70 from Clarendon to Pampa so “we” could go shopping in her ‘64 Catalina.  “Keep the needle under that 70 mark.”  When my grandfather found out, he stuck me on a tractor.  Hell, I bought my first vehicle at 13-$100 for a ‘37 Ford pickup.

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3 hours ago, Ten Bears said:

I grew up farming and ranching waaay out in the sticks.  I plowed my first field by myself at 9 years old.  I had my own pickup at 13, a 66 Chevy stepside with the shitty inline 6.  The main reason I had a pickup at that age was so I could go plow without my dad or mom having to drop me off and pick me up out of the fields.  I had my own horse at 8 and was expected to help work cattle on him at that time.  I broke my first horse at 13.  That fucking horse kicked me square in the chest, stopping my heart for what my dad says was an eternity but he guesses it was actually a full minute before the old ticker started beating again.

My parents would be in jail for all of that these days.

 

1 hour ago, Horn Draoi said:

My grandmother taught me to drive at 10 so I could wheel her up Highway 70 from Clarendon to Pampa so “we” could go shopping in her ‘64 Catalina.  “Keep the needle under that 70 mark.”  When my grandfather found out, he stuck me on a tractor.  Hell, I bought my first vehicle at 13-$100 for a ‘37 Ford pickup.

That's wild. How old are you?

39 minutes ago, gsoda3 said:

 

That's wild. How old are you?

I’m 70. It was West Texas.  Different world 60 years ago.

All you tractor driving kids probably had those uppity green tractors. My dad didn't go for that. I learned to plow the orchard (at 11 yo) on a glorious white and blue full size Mitsubishi tractor.  (Young me thought of the green things as tanks, where I was a damn Zero!)  

I always wanted split brakes in a car; it just seems so useful. 

It was pretty sweet when we went from a no cab 806 IH tractor to a new 4440 John Deere with air conditioning and an 8 track stereo. 

On 11/25/2024 at 1:34 PM, Horn Draoi said:

I’m 70. It was West Texas.  Different world 60 years ago.

60 years old and grew up in Concho County.  Different world indeed.

Blue Ford here…cabs? AC? What are those?

Well if it makes you feel better my dad still uses the 4440 John Deere but the AC has long since given up the ghost.

On 11/25/2024 at 2:04 PM, 0xdeadbeef said:

All you tractor driving kids probably had those uppity green tractors. My dad didn't go for that. I learned to plow the orchard (at 11 yo) on a glorious white and blue full size Mitsubishi tractor.  (Young me thought of the green things as tanks, where I was a damn Zero!)  

I always wanted split brakes in a car; it just seems so useful. 

Learned to drive and blade the lot on a beat up little Ford tractor.  Our "big" tractor was a Case.  None of em had cabs or anything.  The Case had a sunshade...sort of.

Only them rich cotton farmers in West Texas had all of the Deeres.

Edit: just saw drt's post.  He knows.

Edited by Iceman

On 11/23/2024 at 2:32 PM, drt said:

Farm life was fun and a hell of a lot of work. My kids don’t get exposure to that, unfortunately. 

Of course they do. 

 

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