There’s no vehicle which takes me back to my early childhood as does the little Ford Tractor. I learned to drive it when I was only 8 years old, hauling wagons of hay and straw from the fields to the barn. There’s been many other machines I used in my life… big tractors, cars, trucks, motorcycles, forklifts, front-end loaders, backhoes, railroad track liners, jiggers and tampers and many others kinds of huffing puffing machinery, but that little tractor is the one I still love the most of all.
It’s a sweetheart and still in use all over. Some things don’t need changing because you don’t fix what’s not broken.