The old days

As the Holidays inevetably come rolling around again, folks start getting that warm glow inside.  You know the one I mean.  No, not the Jack Daniels or egg nog one.  I mean the one that comes from thinking about Christmas time from when you were growing up.  Everything was magic, everything was exciting, everything was just the way it should be.  You know, cold days and colder nights, making that list for Santa, putting antlers and a Santa hat on the dog, decorating the tree, enduring the inhumane torture that you came to know as fruitcake, being with people you love, that sort of thing.

And, unfortunately it would seem, times change and we grow up.  Those classic Christmas Holidays from the past just aren’t coming back, no matter how hard we try to recreate them.   The other day I was down at the Tractor Supply, and somehow I got to thinking about that.  Maybe it was the kind of toys and decorations they had there, or maybe it was the tools, or maybe it was the 3 point hitches and engine parts for tractors, but whatever the reason was, I got to thinking about times gone by.  You know, the “good old days”.

Now frankly, I’m not entirely sure I’m old enough to know which ones the “good old days” were yet.  But I know some folks have a grip on which days they were.  And amongst the hydraulic oil and logging chains at Tractor Supply, something kind of clicked.  Something from my past.  I come from hearty farming stock, and while I’ve never personally lived on a farm, I’ve been raised by many that have, and that sense of the old school seems to live on with me.

At any rate, that got me thinking about old tractors.  And old tractors got me thinking about this…

Wow.  The places my mind goes wandering off to sometimes!

~ by armytrucks on December 9, 2008.