Letters to My Granddaughter, No. 84
[July 19, 2024] Farmer Simons and I were out in one of his grassy fields, trying to get a 1920s Doodle Bug Ford tractor running again. When the engine turned over and started to sputter back to life, we let go a holler of excitement. “She runs!” “There’s life in that old girl.” There was no telling how… Read More »