Sorry LOLOL Just cannot resist
Gramps and Dad with the Model A "Doodle Bug". Added a series transmission, Diamond T or IHC? rear axle This was around 46-50, I may not have been born yet (48). Gramps would have been around 50 (born 1900) so way younger here than I am now. Dad would have been ? early-mid 20's
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Years later, Gramps and Gramma with the mower. Dad later used this same mower on the place, behind the "Farmall Regular. After we moved to the place, Dad built a small blade for the Doodle Bug. The thing made a lot of noise and actually did very little LOL
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Next the home made "blue tractor" made from a junk power unit off an early grader. 36-ish Ford front end (cable brakes) and home made plow and winch lift using a steering box. That same blade would be on more tractors. This thing had a flattie six and blew a rod, ending it's "career." Dad used to say "it took the whole back forty" to turn it around. Original snapshot says 1959. This is my little brother and "formerly known as my sister" I would have been 11
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The Farmall Regular bought when I was maybe ? 12, from my Great Uncles. Dad added a flywheel between the bell and trans, and starter, gen, lights, and belt driven hydraulics, the same blade and arms from a bove graced it for many years. Here it's on the trailer, sold after Dad died. I DROVE it onto the trailer, around ??03 I think. You can just see the buzz saw Dad built behind it. The big trangulated channel and huge steel tube under the belly, was for the arms of the plow, same one as off the blue tractor.
You had to be a "man" to operate this thing. Some of our fields were rough, and if you hit a ditch at angle, the front end would take the wheel away. Both Dad and I suffered injuries "losing" the wheel. I used to "skootch" up and clamp my thighs around the wheel, but once it banged my elbow when it got away.
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Near the time Dad died, he bought this Oliver because it had power steering. He adapted the same old blade, now much the worse for wear, to the hoist. That's me about 2000 after Dad died, plowing out Mom. I would have been about 52. This was a terrible tractor. Not heavy enough in the rear for the front bucket, it had fluid filled tires, and I welded up a frame to support several sections of old sidewalk, stacked like books on a shelf. It was an "industrial" tractor and geared WAY too fast
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