SOOT IN THE FLUES


| November/December 1985



Dan reeve

Hi! to all the IMA Family I guess many of you are not at home, but scattered all around at the various shows and don't forget to write me when you get home from your adventures surely would love to hear from you and it does make the column interesting when you share with each other. I know this is the Nov/Dec issue, but I am writing it in August; that is the way it goes when you publish a magazine. Summer is almost gone and I'm not even finished with spring house cleaning doesn't bother me like it used to. Too many more important things such as enjoying my children and grandchildren. We have one granddaughter that graduated this year and will enter college in the fall, two sixteen year old grandsons, and two other grand daughters, six and one year old of same family. They live close by and are the ones I take care of now and then, one of my favorite past times. How quickly time does fly. Many of you folks have known me for over 28 years now and have kept up with the family throughout the years. Our children are at this time, ages 42, 37, 31, 28 and the youngest will turn 21 in September. He is still with us. As I look back, with all the trials, life has been good and I look forward to the future with my family and with you folks. You all have been a great part of my life you know but enough reminiscing, next thing I'll be getting too sentimental.

Must get on with my story from Wellsprings of Wisdom I know from the letters you folks like them. 'The Lamplighter' Harry Lauder, the famous singer, used to tell a story of his boyhood in Scotland. He like to look from the window of his home during the gathering twilight, and watch the work of the lamplighter with his long pole with a torch on the end of it. The man went from street lamp to street lamp as he ascended the hilly street, leaving a trail of lights behind him. Then, as the road sloped downward, the lamplighter disappeared from view, but his torchlight could still be seen burning against the evening sky.

'That,' as has been said by many people, 'is what is meant by a genuine Christian: one who is a light to his fellowman while still living, and whose way has been marked by lights he has left the world.'

Come on fellas, get your pencils or pens ready to answer JOHN S. SCHIFSKY, P.O. Box 672, Willernie, Minnesota 55090 as he asks: 'Can someone answer my question? What are the advantages and disadvantages of the under mounted engines used by Avery and why wasn't this style used more widely? Thank you!'

HUBERT KIDDER, Box 45, Everton, Arkansas 72633 sends this: 'Dear Folks at IMA just the other day I had come home from having my fifth by-pass heart surgery and my neighbor brought over some of the old IMA's for me to look at and it sure brought back many pleasant memories. As a boy I worked for a man up in Michigan by the name of Nial Collons and he had a large threshing run every year up until the combines came in the early 50's. We ran a 28 x 50 John Deere separator with a 1937 3-speed John Deere D and later, when the separator was worn out, we bought a nearly new 28 x 46 Red River Special. We got it from the Wall Packing Farm near Three Rivers, Michigan and it had only threshed two seasons on their farm. Later on, after there was no more threshing on the farms, I purchased the machine and fixed it up and we threshed with it at the Show of The Early Day Gas Engine and Tractor Show at Motville, Michigan on Leland Warren's Farm after I moved down here in Arkansas. I should say, several years before I sold the separator to the club. They have since renamed their club the St. Joe Valley Old Engine Club at Boot Hill Ranch near Three Rivers, Michigan. I don't know if they are still having shows or not. (Yes, they are). I was a member for several years and always did the threshing. Now I am disabled and can't take part any-more, but like to go and watch the old things that were part of my younger days. I think you have a very good informative magazine.

Enclosed is a picture of the Red River Separator before I restored it and sold it to the club.'