- Jan 12, 2012
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And the scratched up forearms, and the rain that was always threatening... and the HEAT. And not being able to find help. Oh Lord yeah, gimme more of THAT! The end for me was when I came down from the hay loft and a teenage helper was standing in the middle of my WOODEN barn smoking. With hay all around him and underfoot. No more.Come on Man, just think of the weight loss we had when we threw those bales around.