Hometown-Pride

Riding down country roads to local farms on a Saturday with my granddad to see equipment auctions as the old boys cashed in Standing there in bib overalls or Dickies with their dark glasses on smoking pipes and cigars they'd talk politics or crops their deep voices rumbling quietly I was enthralled...listening to the auctioneer rattle off prices at breakneck speed for a Farmall tractor going once going twice Sold to the man in front... Or grandpa would take me with him to the local VFW Post 6464 on Thursday evenings to play Euchre with his friends I'd bring along a few dog-eared Reader's Digest magazines to read as they