R.R. 3, Box 165 New Castle, Indiana 47362
Regarding the grain binder on page 12, and article number 27/6/5 in the Reflections column, June 1992 GEM: we had that very same binder. It was an IHC, seven or eight feet. Dad bought this binder the year I was born, in 1908. I'm not sure if it was made the year before and might have been a 1907 model. It was painted red. All wood, and the grain wheel, were painted white. The two truck heads were green.
My mother predicted that the day after I'd be born they would thresh our grain. And sure enough, the machine pulled into our farm after quitting time and I was born, at 6:00 a.m. the next morning. The neighbor ladies came in the next day and got the threshing dinner for Mother and helped with the household chores.
The threshing crew always started early in the morning so the grain would not have a chance to get dry. Our ring had eight bundle wagons, six pitchers, three grain wagons, and two roustabouts to take care of the odd jobs. They had six or eight young boys who sacked the grain; it would then be carried back to the granaries and hauled to town the next winter, when work was not so pressing.
Every morning I had to do the milking by hand, feed and water all the livestock, before taking them to pasture. I came home from taking the cows to pasture, changed clothes and walked another 1? miles to school. I went seven years to a one-room school.
I have lived on this farm since I was born and I was 84 years old in August of this year. We have sold the farm to Junior, my oldest boy. I owned it 50 years, my Dad owned it 25 years, and my grandfather Snyder had it for 28 years.