Dairyland Driftings


| March/April 1961



30-90 Russell

John Hanson's Mill at Lewis, Wisconsin.30-90 Russell No. 16003 and a Howell Sawmill.

The Holiday Season comes upon me with sorta mixed emotions. Ya, there's the Yule-tide with all its trimmins - the sweets, the lutefisk, the church programs the Christmas cards reviving old friendships. All that, and a week after, figuring the income tax report, social security and pay local taxes with money that not left over. T'was ever thus and takes us to task in adjusting ourselves.

This spending urge knows no bounds: just heard on radio the 'Golden Gophers' football team are going to the Rosebowl and putting a float in the parade costing $8500. Egad! - that the President-elect ordered his inauguration suit for a modest $300. Speaking of voting: in our Democracy it's not only a privilege but an individual responsibility. Take George Christian for instance, who has voted in four different states, yet has cast his presidential vote 15 consecutive times, from 1904 on through 1960.

With the current worldly tensions, no doubt the incoming chief-executive will be watched closer than any heretofore. Even down to our local scene - farmers are ever expanding their enterprise, often a matter of spending ahead of their means, then seeking government aid through price supports, grants and soil banking. Perhaps farm organizations don't change the picture too much but account for a lot of pressure on Capitol Hill. Farmers are victims of 'sales talk' too; high-priced machinery, commercial feeding programs, fertilizers, a must if you are to produce maximum yields. Well, I'm in harmony with Ed Vogel, Buhl, Idaho. He was telling the average yield of sugar-beets in that locality is about 19 ton per acre. Vogel uses no commercial fertilizer whatsoever and often produced up to 30 tons per acre. That tells me humus is perhaps more important in soil structure than expensive fertilizers.

Anyhow one thing that keeps America on the move is the lack of parking space!

Some years ago the late Lyle Timberlake ('Timber' for short) stopped at Art Flacks to go along on a steam engine hunt. Art: 'Gosh, I can't go now, I promised to cultivate a patch of sweet corn near town.' 'Well, get going' when Art got there he remarked something about losing a cultivator shovel on the way 'Like heck you did' says Timber, 'you lost that last year.'

Ed Peacock got into Chicago and went into a respectable hotel for a room. Not being 'dressed fit to kill' was asked if he could pay for the room. 'Well,' says Ed to the desk clerk, 'you call the Manager, see if this Ed Peacock from Fulton, Mo., is O.K.' - 'Heck, yes,' was the reply, 'give him the 'Bridal Suite' if he wants it - he owns this place.'