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Scranton | Our wet year was 73 IIRC. I was only 6 but I remember it well. Dad bought a MF 300 with a 2 row head. Very little tile. Mudded through somehow. Wanted a 3 row head but could not find one. Ran that 300 until he got a brand new 540 in 79. That thing broke down driving it home from the dealer and pretty much every round for the next 15 years.
I vaguely remember picking corn and unloading it in elevators. Corn cribs were mostly places for us to play growing up. | |
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