Tennessen Farm

Day 4 – Hay Hook

My story – I am reminded how important it was when hauling bales of the bailer to be well positioned before-hand. Once when going down a steep hill at Percy Rolls farm – Percy was driving the tractor [I’m not sure but he may have ridden bucking broncos at rodeos as least he drove a tractor as if he were riding a horse or longhorn steer]. Anyway, just as I speared the next bail using this bale hook and hauling it onto the wagon Percy stopped ever so suddenly. Inertia had set in and I went flying all the way over the bailer and landed between the tractor and the bailer straddling the power take off unit. OSHA police would have shut us down. Not here though. I walked back, jumped back on the wagon and we were on our way as if nothing had happened. Technically nothing did happen. Praise God! Norb    

A cow’s dental flosser - Ann

Hay, I used these bale hooks in high school to feed the cows! - Marilyn

Our neighbor, Clifford Palmer, passed away in 1948. Dad and mom wanted to buy his farm and the Palmer family did not want to sell. It was disappointing for mom and dad. If they had been able to buy that farm right next to our land, they would have been able to milk more cows and invest in more of the latest farming tools. – Mariann

I remember a story Dad used to tell. We were on the farm and Uncle Pete mentioned Palmer.  Dad asked who Palmer was and Douglas, who was around 4 at the time, told dad that he was “ the guy what fixes the water pipes.”  - Cindy