I grew up on a rural farm outside of Cynthiana, Ky. My Pop had a john deere H, and I used to ride in his lap and sleep. Yes, that john deere H sung so sweet, I could not stay awake. When I was 10 or so, Pop traded the john deere H for a 1955 john deere 40. He said it had wide wheels, and I could drive it. The first time I drove it by myself, we were raking and baling hay. I would go around the field with the rake on the back, and Pop would yell at me to slow down. I would get to the other side and Caseman (my brother) would yell for me to speed up. After a couple of rounds of this, I drove around the field and wouldn't look at either of them. Besides I was having a hard time not to fall asleep.
When I moved to Texas, I started going back to Cynthiana for the tractor shows he attended. I told him I wanted a tractor. He asked what kind, and I proudly said, " a 1955 john deere 40." He found me one, I wired him the money, and he and his son went to go get it.
Now when we travel back to Ky, with my 1955 john deere 40 on the trailer, people come over and admire my tractor and tell Bob how pretty his tractor is. You know I don't let them get away with it. He has to tell them thanks, but he belongs to my wife.
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Poppy Johnny
When I moved to Texas, I started going back to Cynthiana for the tractor shows he attended. I told him I wanted a tractor. He asked what kind, and I proudly said, " a 1955 john deere 40." He found me one, I wired him the money, and he and his son went to go get it.
Now when we travel back to Ky, with my 1955 john deere 40 on the trailer, people come over and admire my tractor and tell Bob how pretty his tractor is. You know I don't let them get away with it. He has to tell them thanks, but he belongs to my wife.
before ]/b]
caseman unloading
painting
click link below
Poppy Johnny