By 1950 my folks had secured retail dealerships for Rain Bird sprinklers and Arians tillers. A lot of sprinklers moved through our garage while some Ariens tillers stuck around to be rented again and again. We even had special trailers for getting them to the job site. 

For three years the trailers and tillers and tractor all behaved themselves by staying on the graveled northern half of our property. But in 1950 we kids watched our folks line things up in front of our garage doors while even spilling some over onto the lawn. The lawn was our play place! I was five when my folks started acting funny.

Years later I came across evidence of how this strange behavior came to live as snippets in my memory. 

Thank goodness my folks saved the photos this reporter took of our property as well as copies of his article. It sure gives insight to my mother’s busy life and my dad’s sensitive heart. Here is a link to  a PDF that will open for easy reading or downloading.

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