Ed Huntress wrote:


The following day, they would all go into the field to look for the lid.


Ah, a romantic life of simple pleasures. g Did they ever find the lid?

--
Ed Huntress



Yes they did. In fact, as the can in question was no longer suitable
for milk collection, they used the same can and lid every year for many
years.

I have very fond memories of "Boer Lozeman". During WWII he hid my
mother, then a young girl, from the Germans. My mother told me a number
of stories about that experience. My brother and I spent several
summers on his farm as young boys.

My wife and I visited him and his wife on one trip back home, some 15
years ago. Since none of his children were interested in farming, his
oldest son had become an international trucker, as he was just getting
much to old for the hard life of farming, he had sold the farm, lock,
stock and barrel, to some doctor from Amsterdam. The land, the
buildings, the furniture, all the fabulous old Dutch antiques,
everything. He bought himself a small modern brick house, rather ugly
if you ask me.

The sad part was, that the new house was about a stone's throw from the
old farm. You could see the old house from his new property. It was
probably just sad for me, with my romantic notions of farming. He was
probably just very happy to get rid of it all, and enjoy the last years
of his life with his wife, in peace and quiet, without having to get up
every morning at 3 AM to go out and milk those damned cows, and/or bring
in the harvest, etc.

Happy Holidays to all on the ng, and the best for 2006.

You too Gunner!

Abrasha
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