Farm Boys Games
Farm Boys Games
Told By Ricky Sholar (Oldest Brother)
My brother’s and I were very good at finding trouble. But when our cousins moved to the same farm with us our amount of trouble doubled.
Kenny, David and Kim Ann, were my moms brothers children. Kenny was my age, David was Alan’s age and Kim Ann was close to Jerry’s age. This made things mighty convenient.
Kenny, David, Alan and myself came up with a most unusual game.
Everyday, someone had to drive the tractor to the back of the field to dump the muck from cleaning the barn that morning. So we would volunteer to do the job. One would drive the tractor while the other three sat on the front of the wagon.
Object of the game: Drop off the front of the wagon, let the wagon go over top of you and grab hold of the rear axle as it comes to you and try to hang on as the driver dragged you through thistles and horse piles and try to lose you. There could be two people under the wagon at once which really made things interesting. When you finally emerged from underneath, you were far from smelling like a rose.
After the muck was dumped we would continue our game on the return trip. There were a few times when one of us would get lucky and be able to hang on, but those times were few and far between.
We often wondered why we were wearing our clothes out so fast.
Told By Ricky Sholar (Oldest Brother)
My brother’s and I were very good at finding trouble. But when our cousins moved to the same farm with us our amount of trouble doubled.
Kenny, David and Kim Ann, were my moms brothers children. Kenny was my age, David was Alan’s age and Kim Ann was close to Jerry’s age. This made things mighty convenient.
Kenny, David, Alan and myself came up with a most unusual game.
Everyday, someone had to drive the tractor to the back of the field to dump the muck from cleaning the barn that morning. So we would volunteer to do the job. One would drive the tractor while the other three sat on the front of the wagon.
Object of the game: Drop off the front of the wagon, let the wagon go over top of you and grab hold of the rear axle as it comes to you and try to hang on as the driver dragged you through thistles and horse piles and try to lose you. There could be two people under the wagon at once which really made things interesting. When you finally emerged from underneath, you were far from smelling like a rose.
After the muck was dumped we would continue our game on the return trip. There were a few times when one of us would get lucky and be able to hang on, but those times were few and far between.
We often wondered why we were wearing our clothes out so fast.
posted by Ricky Sholar at 7:47 AM
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