September 20, 2011 at 4:40 pm · Filed under Mostly true, Stories, the good old days ·Tagged an old Internatinal pickup, author, Buckeye Arizona, Charles L. Mashburn, cotton farmers, Dick Morris, don't forget to latch the hood, harvesting cotton, laughter, story, writer
This is another tale about yours truly, and the stunts I pulled back in the day. I had a wild streak, knew everything, and needed no instruction from the adult world. (Was anybody else like that when they were a teenager?) Well, anyway, check this out. Read the rest of this entry »
July 4, 2011 at 3:17 pm · Filed under Family, Mostly true, Stories, the good old days ·Tagged an old Internatinal pickup, author, Buckeye Arizona, Charles L. Mashburn, cotton farmers, Dickie Morris, don't forget to latch the hood, harvesting cotton, laughter, pulling trailers to the cotton gin, story, writer
When I got to the gin, I forgot to check the oil; remembering at the last minute. I bailed out and checked it as fast I could, and the guy running the big suction tube was yelling at me to get to get my dang truck out of the way, as I jumped back into the driver’s seat. During harvest time, there could be a lot of trailers lined up waiting to unload, and time was money. Read the rest of this entry »
July 4, 2011 at 12:14 pm · Filed under Family, Mostly true, the good old days ·Tagged an old Internatinal pickup, author, Buckeye Arizona, Charles L. Mashburn, cotton farmers, Dickie Morris, don't forget to latch the hood, good old days, harvesting cotton, laughter, pulling trailers to the cotton gin, story
This is another tale about yours truly, and the stunts I pulled back in the day. I had a wild streak, knew everything, and needed no instruction from the adult world. (Was anybody else like that when they were a teenager?) Well, anyway, check this out. Read the rest of this entry »
May 10, 2011 at 7:00 pm · Filed under Crazy stuff, Family, Mostly true, Stories, the good old days ·Tagged A special day above all others, an old Internatinal pickup, author, Buckeye Arizona, buckeye Valley bank, Charles L. Mashburn, children, cotton farmers, Dickie Morris, don't forget to latch the hood, God, good old days, happy mothers day, harvesting cotton, hope, i had my own tractor, Jewel Turner, joy, laughter, love, mangy halfcoyote half something else dog, mildred's cafe, mildred's pies, mom's cooking, mom's the best, mother's day, my blog is dedicated to my mom on mother’s day, my next career opportunity, pulling trailers to the cotton gin, story, the job came with a house, writer, you're the best mom
Here’s another good one about my days in the cotton farming industry; I wasn’t working for Dickie Morris—see Barrelin’ Down the Dirt Road, and Barrelin’ Down the Dirt Road (part2)—any longer, but I was still doing the same job. I’d moved up in the world though; this was a fulltime job, living and working on one of the biggest farms in the Buckeye Valley. The owner’s name was Jewel Turner. Read the rest of this entry »
May 10, 2011 at 12:28 pm · Filed under Family, Mostly true, Stories, the good old days ·Tagged A special day above all others, an old Internatinal pickup, author, Buckeye Arizona, buckeye Valley bank, Charles L. Mashburn, children, cotton farmers, Dickie Morris, don't forget to latch the hood, God, good old days, happy mothers day, harvesting cotton, hope, joy, laughter, love, mildred's cafe, mildred's pies, mom's cooking, mom's the best, mother's day, my blog is dedicated to my mom on mother’s day, pulling trailers to the cotton gin, story, writer, you're the best mom
When I got to the gin, I forgot to check the oil; remembering at the last minute. I bailed out and checked it as fast I could, and the guy running the big suction tube was yelling at me to get to get my dang truck out of the way, as I jumped back into the driver’s seat. During harvest time, there could be a lot of trailers lined up waiting to unload, and time was money. Read the rest of this entry »
May 10, 2011 at 11:30 am · Filed under Family, Mostly true, the good old days ·Tagged A special day above all others, an old Internatinal pickup, author, Buckeye Arizona, buckeye Valley bank, Charles L. Mashburn, children, cotton farmers, Dickie Morris, don't forget to latch the hood, God, good old days, happy mothers day, harvesting cotton, hope, joy, laughter, love, mildred's cafe, mildred's pies, mom's cooking, mom's the best, mother's day, my blog is dedicated to my mom on mother’s day, pulling trailers to the cotton gin, story, writer, you're the best mom
This is another tale about yours truly, and the stunts he pulled back in the day. I had a wild streak, knew everything, and needed no instruction from the adult world. (Was anybody else like that when they were a teenager?) Well, anyway, check this out. Read the rest of this entry »
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