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