jumpinfarmer

Don't worry just bring Smirnoff twisters and sesame crunchies and you'll be fine.

Sorry to hear.

Hang a red handkerchief up where they want to nest and they should leave.

Well I've got some thinking to do about this right now.

A friend had some kids working for him a few summers ago and they were printing and spending 20's all over the place. They got caught when they tried to spend them in Canada.

Way to go. I always am trying to get someone to come out but never have had any luck.

First thank you to everyone. I finaly broke down this morning at the strangest of all places. I had to go get a starter for a tractor and when I walked into the John Deere dealer there were about a dozen or so people both employees and customers. I knew all of them and as soon as I came in you could have heard a pin drop. They one by one started to give condolences as I sat down at the parts counter and started to cry. I know it was a strange place to do that but there was so much emotion pent up in me as well as the true heart felt compassion of friends and neighbors who I have known for many years that I just couldn't hold it back any more. This afternoon we met with the pastor of our church. He came out to plan for the service. He answered most all the questions we had, and was a great help. He is a great guy, almost makes me want to go to church. Thanks again Marc

I've had a rough couple days with some more to follow. Don't get to down, and if you do please talk to someone. I'm sure anyone on here will be glad to lend an ear if you need. My PM always works.

Thanks. I have a large and rather close family, a lot of friends and live in a rather close comunity which helps. This is the first time that someone in our family has taken there own life. His passing isn't so much the shock it's how it happened. Things like this happen all the time but, it's always someone else. When it's your tragety it becomes all togeather differant.

I'm with ya. The only good snake is a dead snake.

Corn or not I hope to be there.

Hang in there bro.

Yesterday May 3, 2005 started like any other morning for me. After eating breakfast I went accrost the road to the farm and puttered around untill my cousin who I work with came out of the house. I saw my mother come up the road and turn into my grandpa's drive accrost from the farm, she checked on him every morning and night. I was working on something when I heard a scream that I can't get out of my head. As I came out of the barn I heard another scream, MARC. I saw my Mom comming accrost the yard at my grandpa's, I kenw he was dead. I ran there as fast as I could she was trembling as she told me he had shot himself. I got her over to my cousins house and quickly went to tell my aunt who also checked up on him every morning. I told her and made shure she was alright then returned back to the farm. By then the Sheriff had been called along with several other family members. An uncle and two neighbors were there almost instantly. From there the day just turned into a blurr of people comming and going, leaving food, offering help, ext. We have went through all the what if's and why's. He left an extensive letter that he had wrote over what seems like several weeks that answered and doughts we may have had. My grandma had died in February and he was just not able to live with out her. He also had a battery of medicle problems that left him in a wheel chair. he and my grandma had been together for over 50 years and both had been on the farm all there lives. The only thing he wanted was to be with her and be able to be out on a tractor, he could do neither so he decided to end his time here. I had thought I was handling it pretty well untill this afternoon when I thought I was going to have a panic attack just doing a simple repair on a piece of machinery. I never told anyone about that till now. I just spent the rest of the day in the tractor, plowing for corn, and thinking. Thank you for listening and letting me rant. Marc

0-0-0 31years old Had hoped to make at least one on my birthday. Went up to the DZ but it rained before there were enough jumpers for a load. So I came home and spent the rest of my 31st birthday plowing.

Great minds must think alike. I had the same vision.

Very well said Brian.

Ahhhh nothing like the smell of manure in the morning.

Haha, those things were gross!! I was just so drunk i kept eating them. Must have been the Scmiernophe (sp) you were drinking in the check out line.

Don't worry Sunny. I'm not scared of you, or a little pig shit.

I thought you'd be eating sesame crunches still.

I finally made up my mind and decided that I can come out and play with you people for a couple days.

QuoteThanks J. Today I'm 25, so I'm excited that my insurance should go down and I'm another step closer to 50. __________________________________________________ Happy Birthday Dave!!! Sorry to break it to ya but after that 25th birthday insurance reduction there isn't anything left to look forward to as for birthdays.

That was me yesterday. Last fall most of my tractors and the two big trucks got put away dirty. When ever someone came around I was sort of embarrassed. Yesterday was nice so I thought it would be a good thing to spend Easter morning doing. Two small tractors washed. The big Deere washed waxed and cab cleaned and Armor Alled. Then the grain trucks got washed waxed interior cleaned and I even put on tire black. They look so good now I hate to use them.

He's a he and thats why he smells. He's just trying to get a date.

I'd go in a minute. You wouldn't have to ask twice.