P.O. Box 65, Mountain Home, North Carolina 28758
I have noticed some strange behavior among members of our Apple Country Engine & Tractor Association over a period of time which leads me to believe in that old saying about 'someone being in their second childhood.' To point out what I am talking about, here are a few of the things I have observed.
Two of our members recently drove nearly two hundred miles, spent the whole day, came home late in the evening, and what did they have to show for their long journey? One had a little steam engine toy which was broken. You would never in this world guess what the other one had. A little tot's tricycle, and it was missing a pedal.
Several others were seen walking on Tom-Walkers. One was seen last fall rolling an iron hoop around with a stick. One thinks that he wouldn't trade his scooter for anything. One couldn't resist the urge to buy himself two little model engines after seeing one rigged up to a grist mill.
Tractors are supposed to be used for farming, aren't they? Not according to some of our members. They scan the countryside, bays and hollers for any pile of rust that looks like it may have at one time been a tractor. They lug it home, work harder than building a house, collect all the necessary parts, spend as much as a new townhouse would cost, and put a paint job on it so fine you can count the wrinkles on your face in the reflection. They get it all spic and span perfect. I have to admit these guys do fix a thing up right.
They call their friends over to have a look at their handiwork and try it out. Do they put it in the field to work ? Nay! Nay! It is their play pretty; so they hook it to a sled, have all their friends get on the sled and see how far it will pull them.
Now, if you want to see a smile on a grown man's face, just give him an old broken toy. He will love you for the rest of your life!