Back in the 1880’s, I had to wake up at 3 AM with my eight brothers and my father to go out and bale hay. You ever seen a John Deere? Yeah, well, beck in the 1880’s I was the John Deere. I had to pull 90 tons of hay every day for 60 years, until Daddy saved up enough bottle caps and buckets of cow shit to buy an International Harvester. That “New Holland” attachment behind the Deere? My little brother Dave was the New Holland for 70 years until Daddy saved up enough shirt buttons and jizz napkins to buy a baling attachment for his John Deere. On top of having to pull 90 tons of hay every day, come 7AM, I had to pull everyone in my beautiful state of Kentucky in an old stagecoach John Wayne was born in to the schoolhouse every day until I graduated in 1963. Then it was my little brother Jimbo’s job.