Hey, You Guys!!


| July/August 1991



Box 43 Somonauk, Illinois 60552

The Bureau Valley Antique Club of Ohio, Illinois held their 13th annual 'Ol Fashun Threshun Days' on July 14 and 15, 1990. After several months of work by Lawrence Welsh and Ron Ross (with a little help from the rest of us), our new cook shack was ready, the wheat had been bundled and shocked, and everyone was prepared for a fun weekend. Oh, if only we had known just how much fun!!!

With Neil Drummer's Port Huron steam engine and threshing machine as the backbone of the show, the saw mill set up and ready to run, and a good turnout of tractors and engines, we were underway. The Friday night sing-along, play-along was enjoyed by everyone, even the early birds in the west forty. The Old Time Style Show was well attended Saturday afternoon. The parade at 2:00 was narrated by a ' 'highly opinionated tire kicker'. (Must be because I like Flambeau Red better than Prairie Gold!) Saturday night music was by Janet Grossman on the organ until 7:00, then 'The Three Old Goats and Their Two Kids' played until 10:00 for an appreciative crowd.

During the wee small hours Sunday morning we were awakened to the patter of raindrops on the camper roof. With the cold grey dawn, it was evident that our shade trees had some major leaks. As the morning wore on, it was plain to see that we had a problem. The noon whistle was even cancelled because of the rain.

Suddenly a cry went out, 'Anybody got a rope? A nice long, heavy rope?' What, had they caught the Weather Man or Mother Nature? No, this cold, wet, and energetic crew had noticed that the small, normally mild mannered creek that runs through the show grounds was filled to overflowing. 'HEY, YOU GUYS, let's have a tug-of-war across the creek!' So began our first ever (and hopefully the last!) People Power Mud Pull. I can't report any winners, but Bob Nally got the worst of it when he wound up as the only one left on   the rope against four on the other side and made like a speed boat through the creek! Finally, about 2:00 the rain stopped enough to let us get in the kids' pedal pull. With all the mud, we had a rough time finding a place to hold it, but managed, with a slight downhill advantage for the kids.

With the end of a very wet day in sight, the Board of Directors decided to come back the next Sunday to thresh the rest of the wheat and run the saw mill. That didn't work out either, and we finally had to run the bundles through the combine when they could get in the field.