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NW Iowa | I definitely grew up during the ear corn days but I rarely ran the picker. Dad didn’t think anyone else could run the picker except him.We had a Minneapolis pull type until the later 60s when dad bought a used 227 Deere to put on the 630. My job when I was very young was to ride the wagon behind the picker and pull the ears to the back of the 12’ long wagons. The 10’ barge wagons and the flare boxes were short enough for the picker elevator to toss the ears clear to the back. When I was old enough I pulled wagons in from the field and unloaded them into a very early Kewanee elevator powered by a flat belt driven Stanhoist speed jack belted to a 35 Deere A. We kept the belt loose so it would throw off if the elevator plugged. Being the kid I was assigned the job of filling the far corners of the crib using a board to direct the corn when the crib was full. I can still hear the ears coming off the elevator flighting and hitting the spout. And yes I too am glad those days are over. | |
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I guess I am old!
