Pete, I really enjoy the videos and the book was an excellent read. You are really adding to the world with these videos, and I for one depend on them to keep my sanity, as a farm boy turned software developer. I have to say, though - I am always put off by the "safety sam" and "efficiency elves" quips. You are reducing yourself every time you use these, and it comes off as defensive. I suspect that what you are reacting to is mostly people who are really just trying to be helpful - but maybe UA-cam comments are an imperfect medium for conveying intent. The people who view your videos time after time are your supporters any by and large we mean well - even the ones who focus on safety and efficiency. Something to think about.
Sorry about that James. The fact is, I don't deal well with people telling me what to do, especially with the anonymity the internet offers. I guess that's why it's suited me to be my own boss for most of my life. And I have some (a lot of, actually) resentment toward the "nanny culture" that is present these days. Part of being a successful farmer is being fiercely independent, and this is some of the baggage that comes with it.
@@JustaFewAcresFarm Yeah, understood. I love to recount the ways I tried to kill myself on the farm to my son, who wonders what a "buzzsaw" was, why you needed "hay hooks", and what was so fun about walking on the moving tracks of a bulldozer. But now I live in the burbs, and I don't even let him ride his bike in the street alone. Progress marches on?
I say ignore the haters and focus on the good! The internet is vicious for no reason what so ever. You have a true and loyal following because of you who you are. I could only imagine how hard it must be for you to not read the criticism, but there is more love then good on this channel. Focus on the love ❤️
Doing some of the chores you described as a teenager when it got hot or the manure was heavy and the job needed done right away I remember just leaning into the work and push all that much harder and the others working with us just looked at me and shook their heads but I ate that kind of stuff up like candy it gave me a satisfaction type feeling that I have now some 62 year later.
I worked on a local NY dairy farm for a year after high school. 60 cows. We filled corn cribs too back then. I remember hand-picking corn ears in spots that were too wet for the tractor and picker to get through. These days the corn cribs stand empty. I used to climb up the silo every morning and throw down silage. No automatic unloader. It was hard work every day. And I walked 2 miles to the farm from my home, even in the winter. I earned enough to buy my first car. 😁 It was all good.
These are memories of a time gone by - an America that really doesn't exist anymore. Thank you so much for sharing. You have a keen sense of how to interest your viewers, and you're very good at story-telling. I would like to see more videos like this!
I remember those days. I had a rat killing dog too. He would really get after them. In one day we got 75 between he and my bb gun. Tobacco was my job I didn't care for then, but know I am grateful for all the hard work we did... enjoyed your videos.
Thank you for this video. I too remember shoveling ear corn into a belt driven hammer mill with my dad. It felt so good when the hammer mill was shut off. In the winter we would wear 2 pair of cotton gloves and shovel corn with an aluminum scoop shovel. I remember my fingers getting nearly frozen and going into the house to warm them up with cold water that felt warm.
Wow, same here. Grew up on the farm and did all the same things you said. Filled wagon, then went out and scooped it into the cattle feeder. One day we were doing that and dad said boys now change from right hand scooping to left hand scooping. Actually gave you a break in a way. Then go back to the right. That was the good ol days. Kids today would faint at the thought of doing that. Thanks for sharing Iowa is watching
I remember my Dad picking corn by hand with horses pulling and old wagon! Before he got his first ford Tractor pulling a one row picker! Playing in the haymow was a favorite memory… Boy if people had to work that hard today…. We had a building called a brooder house! Rats lived under it! It was fun shooting them heading to the corn crib. Shot them out the kitchen window. So fun Love your videos
Don’t listen to the haters Mr. Pete. We all watch your videos for a reason and that’s because it’s just so enjoyable to watch. Keep doing things the way you wanna do them.
Your description of your Grandfather's operation was almost identical to my Uncle Joe's farm near Stayner Ontario that I visited as a child till the mid-80s - right down to the belt driven hammer mill grinding 'chop' for the dairy cows. I used to drive the tractor pulling the binder & stook the grain sheaves. He used a belt driven threshing machine that blew the grain in the granary & the saw into the mow. Threshing day brought together a dozen friends & family & ended with a feast. Your description of the sights, smells, and sounds brought back many many fond memories of happy childhood vacations. Thank-you so much for all your efforts, stay safe, God Bless.
Picking corn had an added bonanza when I was young on the farm. Picking the corn pushed the pheasants to the end of the field where I would be with a shotgun. Thanksgiving dinner flew right into my line of sight and onto our table. Those times are long gone. Thanks for the memories Pete.
My Mom (born 1931) told about pulling bales of hay out to make tunnels through the hayloft. Of course those tunnels turned into cubbie hole forts. She and her brother were left to themselves a lot. Thank the Lord they lived through it! But they loved going to Grandmother's farm. She said her Grandmother saved the family farm during the depression by hosting chicken dinners for town people at her big old farmhouse. She made most everything from scratch only buying flavoring, sugar, salt, a few other things from the huckster wagon. And she traded him eggs for most of that. Huge garden, orchard, ice house, spring house. That woman worked from before sunup until dark. I wish I had known my greatgrandmother. I love your farm stories. I can smell the corn crib too.
My grandfather died in 1959. He was a sharecropper in SC for tobacco, cotton, corn and etc. He never had a tractor only mules and plows. So love the farm stories. I lost my daddy last year at 92. I miss his stories. Thank you for sharing.
I’m in my late 20’s and get a solid laugh out of my peers spending hours trying to come up with an “easier” way to accomplish the same task I’m already done and over with. Strange how just picking up an hand tool and putting some backbone into the job gets it done!
Pete , you are a great storyteller. I'm 77 and so glad I grew up in the 50's as a kid; but now days I enjoy working fields with th 4 whneel tractors. However, working with the M and H are great memories! John - Minnesota
This is my first time commenting. I couldn't help replying to the part of this video where you mentioned as a child your playing in the barn, jumping around on the bales of hay, etc. I had a ball doing as you did, but I also remember just laying on the new hay, listening to the rain fall on the tin barn roof. What a time. The smells of new hay, the sound of rain, the .... -- what a great time. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES! Oh, and thanks for wearing the Hawkeye T-shirt. I worked for over 33 years at that institution.
Pete don't change a thing as some one who grew up on a farm hard work is very rewarding, and the younger generation can learn alot from your videos and also your family history.
I enjoyed this show today. I enjoyed my Grandpa’s farm more than I can ever say. Like you I remember the smells. To this day I remember the smell Of early morning dew on the grass. My life on the farm was all fun and Grandma’s cooking on a coal/ wood stove. Thanks again for the video.
I’ll add my voice to the chorus and tell you how very descriptive your storytelling is!! It’s like a mini vacation for me about every time I tune in. You never take for granted that your tales are uninteresting or feign ignorance if you truly do not know something, which tells me you are a person with a knack for learning! Thank you for ALL you do and I could almost taste the pork you were cooking… mmmm!
Great Stories. I grew up in rural Arizona. Not many animals, but we grew Watermelon, cotton, and "Florist" flowers. No tractors: we used horses. I still love those sounds and smells, and I am going on 80. Thanks for your memories!
Great looking chops Mr. Pete! My Daddy was born in 1926 and grew up on a tobacco farm in the 30s and early 40s. When he went into the navy in 1944, he said boot camp was like being on vacation after all the hard work he did growing up on the farm.
I about fell out of my chair at 2:00 when you said “elementary” school with the prolongation in the middle. My gf was raised in upstate NY before her family moved out here to the pacific northwest and she’s the only person I’ve ever heard say it like that until now.
Pete, this must be one of my favorite vidoes. You speak of you grandfather with pasison. I remember your grandpa very well and remember the barn just as you described it, incluidng the old car body in the SW corner above the graneries. Grandpa D was sa pecial Uncle and I remember MIke as well. Good luck, keep up the awexome videos, and hope to see you soon.
Hi Ed, I was thinking about that car body when I was making the video! It must have been an old Ford. I also remember Uncle Timmy had stretched a deerskin on a wood frame up there. Nice to hear from you!
We used a bank barn until 2015, in 2016 it was burned down intentionally because it became dangerous. We used a hammer mill aswell until 2015, I have a video of us using it on my channel. That sound is forever saved in my ears as good memories. We also used one row pickers. I would do it all over again if I could. I often look back at my videos with my grandfather reminiscing and planning to carry on the legacy of farming.
I have so enjoyed listening to your memories of the past days of farming. I'm a few years older than you, but grew up much the same way, shoveling corn and manure, running the old Super A and 460, picking corn one row at a time and so on. I now live on the "extension farm" my dad bought to enlarge his property. He never farmed for a living but had the foresight to purchase the farms when land was affordable. I started farming at age 16, with a herd of Hereford cows purchased with money I saved from working for my dad who was a commercial roofer. Later I ended up in agricultural business, selling feed, fertilizers and spray and doing custom farm work. Like you I learned to work the hard way, by actually doing it. I am now a full-time pastor but, I love remembering those times of my life when the I was farming. I guess I really just wanted to say please keep making the videos. It keeps us "old farmers" connected even though we no longer make our living on the land. By the way, watching your winter project on the MD inspired my to get my own shop back up and working. This year I plan on rebuilding my old loader and maybe even an JD 2010 if I can find one I can afford. God bless you and yours. Brian Borger, Franklin, PA
Pete, Our haymow was on the right and the horse stalls on the left. They had an old basketball hoop in the thrashing floor. There was a hay rail along the peak from end to end. The sounds, the smells, your description brought it all back to me and I had tears from the memory. I wish I had that life back. Thank you.
Pete, spent many days loading wagons out of the corncrib,and oat and barley bins for agway to grind, they had a big truck that came on Thursdays,,,you could smell the molasses all through the barn,bought some of your chops today and had one for dinner,,,it was delicious,,thanks for sharing,,take care
Wow Pete! The times and places are different but the way I grew up was very much the same. The ear corn,pickers,hammer mill........Yes Sir, didnt know it then but it was the best time of my life. Thank You.
Your grandpa’s barn brings the same feelings for you as mine brings for me. I loved climbing around on the wooden skeleton. Grandpa found some old metal signs and when he’d find another one it would get nailed up on the walls of the cribs. The inside was a virtual advertisement. The rustle of the cornstalks and loading the corncobs in the granary, I remember that dust. We’d be covered. But it was just dust. No pesticides, no chemicals and maybe that was why our lungs survived so well. Grandpa was a blacksmith. He had a huge anvil that belonged to his grandpa. I watched him make two pairs of shoes for an elderly man who had a team of horses he pulled a wooden wagon with. One was black and one was white. You could hear the clanks and jingles and clip clop of hooves coming from a long way off and I would go to the picket fence in front of our house just to watch them pass by. The sound of their hooves was different after grandpa put the metal shoes on them. More of a loud thud penetrating into the ground rather than the gentler more natural sound of bare hooves. Yes, I could tell if a horse was shod by the sound of their hooves. There were only a couple of other families who still used wagons then (that was in the 50’s). I hope whoever has grandpa’s anvil appreciates the stories it could tell. Oh for those days! Thanks Pete! Your chops looked delicious and your stories about the farm always remind me.
You brought some good old memories. I've done and experienced all of these things. I had a dog like yours and his name was Yogi. He would grab the rats just as you said. He was a police dog flunky, so kinda the same.
These videos of Pete telling stories are good too. I enjoy hearing the history of the farm. He has a real gift in telling a story. On another note- no matter what you do when it comes to your operation you will always have some naysayers. You will get that from all directions. No one knows your operation as well as you do though. Fortunately as technology develops it makes things easier which is definitely helpful as we get older and can’t do as much as we used to do.
I spent the first 14 years of my life around Vestal Center NY. It is interesting how many barns are configured mostly the same It brings back many fond memories. I was familiar with 4 different barns and 3 of the 4 are still standing.
Awesome story Pete...my g-pa use to pick corn too.. with a new idea 1 row picker with a farmall super M T/A...we put it in round steel corn cribs to dry....then we would take it to town to sell it....I remember that well....loved being with my g-pa
Thanks for the memories, I grow up in Martville, my brother-in-law had a farm outside of Hannibal, sister was 11 yrs older than me but l did afew things on that farm! He gave it up and beccame a parts man for IH, in Fulton, than Wolcott, till it went belly up!! So worked on neighbors farm, my brothers worked before i did on the farm! The poor man lost 3500 pigs to hof and mouth, pretty much killed his farming, but he never gave up!
My family owned the Wisconsin ice company. They had huge, insulated, warehouses to keep ice frozen during the summer. And chopped ice all winter. Talk about hard work. The invention of the refrigerator put them out of business. Loved your story, Pete.
Pete I'm just thankful for you and Hillary you know it's easy for someone else to tell you how to do stuff even if they don't never done it their self I enjoy your show and took take it at face value I just want you to know enjoy your show 100% Pete
Thank you for sharing your memories that caused me to have a rush of fond memories . Memories that reminded me of the importance of hard work. How the work makes us value things so much more than free things. Memories that reminded me of the love family members had for each other. Today was my fathers birthday. He would have been 97. You brought back so many memories of him for me. I sure do wish he was here so we could work together making more memories. Thank you.
Great stories and memories of the time working with Grandpa and Dad. I too shoveled cob corn and ground corn and oats and you were right about the dust, brings back good memories working with Dad.
Love the memories you share with us. I despised shoveling ear corn. For every scoop, half the ears fall off. Just drove me nuts. Lol. Pitchforked tons of manure out the barn widows. That was work, but occasionally missed the window with a forkful... Well. It was a dirty job. Such is life working on a farm. But I'm grateful for the experiences I had. Thank you Sir. ✌️🖖
My grandfather always said farm kids were mighty powerful kids. He like many back then were farmed out. It took me years to figure it out. I now live on a farm established in 1890 in south central pa. All the original structures are in good working order.
I to have memories of grandpaws barns and all the chores but there was always fun to be had when the chores were done, actually i miss doing the chores surrounded by family
Man does this video bring back memories of our old bank barn near North Bay Ont. back in the 50s...U described our old barn to a tee... there were 8 of us kids and we spent hours playing and jumping in the hay mows. We fell a few times but never really hurt ourselves but we were likely toughfer than the kids these days. Good memories and keep em coming.
Thank you Pete. The chops are makin me hungry! So many things you talked about with your grandfather are part of the memories I have from being a kid back in the 40s and 50s. I used a fork and shovel a lot moving a lot of different materials. The farm nextdoor had a hammer mill they put the M on, with a wide belt. They had a storage "bin" with removable boards. A farmer I worked for when I was 14/15 years old, stored the corn in a slatted crib. Put in and taken out by shovel. We hauled it "to town" to have it ground into corncob meal. Then bring it back to the farm in bags and dump it on the concrete floor inside the stanchions in the dairy barn. He bought a few amendments we added to the meal and mixed it with the "two pile" system. As you moved from pile to the other the feed would cascade down the side of the pile and mix "good enough". He had a metal drum, the biggest one I've ever seen, that was at least 5 feet in diameter. Of course with a lid. That stanchion area and some horse stalls were under the "bank barn". Those are good memories of good days. I treasure them. So often when you speak of things in early your life, you light a fire in my memory and allow me to relive a time that few people know anything about. There was an essence of life that we had then, that like so many other things in this Country, we have allowed to die or be killed off... in the name of progress:( . To people who never knew it, I say "I'm sorry". You missed something special.
Loved the story how hard did your gran par work on that farm and you and your family thay were the good old days wene we had nothing but we had everything thank you
We had a newer corn picker when I was young. It was a New Idea we used the hay wagon and i used to walk behind the wagon and pickup ears of corn that fell off or missed the wagon. The smell of the corn is so pleasant. Have a good day.
I never lived on a farm but my mother grew up on one, and I never tired of hearing stories about life on her farm. Even the same ones over and over. Thank you for that story. You have a very pleasant way of telling them.
Great memories Pete! I have a belt driven hammer mill like on of the images you displayed. Its loud!! But its also powered by an Oliver 60 kind of the green and red equivalent of your H. Keep it coming!
The smell of the corn... If you ever move away from where corn is grown for a while and then move back, you realize how much the corn grown in the fields surrounding everything, peppers the air with that smell. I never realized home had a smell and that smell is field corn. :)
I love the story Pete your just a Down to earth guy. Watching the videos just let know how good I was raised as a kid and what I going to get into when I move thanks my kids are going to love it
I enjoy your videos and listening to you talk, it make me feel like I am listening to afriend, and it brings back a lot of memories for me. Thank you and your wife so very much, keep up the good work and may God Bless.
Pete I just wanted to drop you a note you bring back a lot of memories talking when you was growing up I remember them old barns I used to work in them I used Ron H and M tractors I've never got to run an MD you take care really enjoy your videos and God bless you all
Pete!! Every video I watch, yes I know Im late to the game, but better late than never, right, is inspiring, informative and I see your humor and humanity. The world is in need of more of this! Thank you for sharing the sweet stories of your childhood with your Grandpa, on the farm! As I am able I will watch all of your channel! Blessings from Mary.
Pete, I like the fact that you tell it like it is. Farm work is hard and never ends. I know, I was raised on a ranch in AZ. I love how your face and eyes come alive as you relive growing up on the farm. Thank you for sharing the truth in all you do. You are an honorable man and I appreciate that. The best to you and yours from Arizona
Pete - your story of the bank barn and climbing and playing in the hay mow is taking me back to my childhood in the '60s. Your description of the barn is like you describing my Dad's barn. Also a century barn put together with wooden pegs and mortise and tenon joints. It was eventually dismantled piece by piece by a mennonite work crew and reassembled at a local agricultural museum property.
Pete- Love the shirt, I'm an Iowa Native myself. I enjoy the content you post on a regular basis, it makes me miss the farm life. Don't worry about these internet "efficiency" experts. You do things the way YOU want them done.
I swear Pete ...you crack my husband and me up ! Your stories are so great and when you throw a funnynsarvasm or joke in there it makes your presentations so great and unique ! We loved today's pork chops and story about your grandpa and you and the rats and the rat killer dog and corn and the Summerhill etc...what a great story ! You make us smile with your stories and great smile Pete ! Thanks for your openness about everything you do and have done throughout your life ! God's choicest blessings to you ! 🙏
Pete, I really enjoy the videos and the book was an excellent read. You are really adding to the world with these videos, and I for one depend on them to keep my sanity, as a farm boy turned software developer. I have to say, though - I am always put off by the "safety sam" and "efficiency elves" quips. You are reducing yourself every time you use these, and it comes off as defensive. I suspect that what you are reacting to is mostly people who are really just trying to be helpful - but maybe UA-cam comments are an imperfect medium for conveying intent. The people who view your videos time after time are your supporters any by and large we mean well - even the ones who focus on safety and efficiency. Something to think about.
Sorry about that James. The fact is, I don't deal well with people telling me what to do, especially with the anonymity the internet offers. I guess that's why it's suited me to be my own boss for most of my life. And I have some (a lot of, actually) resentment toward the "nanny culture" that is present these days. Part of being a successful farmer is being fiercely independent, and this is some of the baggage that comes with it.
@@JustaFewAcresFarm Yeah, understood. I love to recount the ways I tried to kill myself on the farm to my son, who wonders what a "buzzsaw" was, why you needed "hay hooks", and what was so fun about walking on the moving tracks of a bulldozer. But now I live in the burbs, and I don't even let him ride his bike in the street alone. Progress marches on?
Well said James
I say ignore the haters and focus on the good! The internet is vicious for no reason what so ever. You have a true and loyal following because of you who you are. I could only imagine how hard it must be for you to not read the criticism, but there is more love then good on this channel. Focus on the love ❤️
@@3Sphere Well stated!
Doing some of the chores you described as a teenager when it got hot or the manure was heavy and the job needed done right away I remember just leaning into the work and push all that much harder and the others working with us just looked at me and shook their heads but I ate that kind of stuff up like candy it gave me a satisfaction type feeling that I have now some 62 year later.
I worked on a local NY dairy farm for a year after high school. 60 cows. We filled corn cribs too back then. I remember hand-picking corn ears in spots that were too wet for the tractor and picker to get through. These days the corn cribs stand empty. I used to climb up the silo every morning and throw down silage. No automatic unloader. It was hard work every day. And I walked 2 miles to the farm from my home, even in the winter. I earned enough to buy my first car. 😁 It was all good.
These are memories of a time gone by - an America that really doesn't exist anymore. Thank you so much for sharing. You have a keen sense of how to interest your viewers, and you're very good at story-telling. I would like to see more videos like this!
Total agree!
@Bill Chase you are %100 correct
I agree 100% ole BIller! :)
@@Cooperboy7676 Daver!
I remember those days. I had a rat killing dog too. He would really get after them. In one day we got 75 between he and my bb gun. Tobacco was my job I didn't care for then, but know I am grateful for all the hard work we did... enjoyed your videos.
Thank you for this video. I too remember shoveling ear corn into a belt driven hammer mill with my dad. It felt so good when the hammer mill was shut off. In the winter we would wear 2 pair of cotton gloves and shovel corn with an aluminum scoop shovel. I remember my fingers getting nearly frozen and going into the house to warm them up with cold water that felt warm.
Wow, same here. Grew up on the farm and did all the same things you said. Filled wagon, then went out and scooped it into the cattle feeder. One day we were doing that and dad said boys now change from right hand scooping to left hand scooping. Actually gave you a break in a way. Then go back to the right. That was the good ol days. Kids today would faint at the thought of doing that. Thanks for sharing Iowa is watching
I remember my Dad picking corn by hand with horses pulling and old wagon! Before he got his first ford Tractor pulling a one row picker! Playing in the haymow was a favorite memory…
Boy if people had to work that hard today….
We had a building called a brooder house! Rats lived under it! It was fun shooting them heading to the corn crib. Shot them out the kitchen window. So fun
Love your videos
Don’t listen to the haters Mr. Pete. We all watch your videos for a reason and that’s because it’s just so enjoyable to watch. Keep doing things the way you wanna do them.
Where else can you go and get a lesson on the history of corn harvest, storage and pork chop cooking as a bonus? Thanks Pete!
I agree!
Your description of your Grandfather's operation was almost identical to my Uncle Joe's farm near Stayner Ontario that I visited as a child till the mid-80s - right down to the belt driven hammer mill grinding 'chop' for the dairy cows. I used to drive the tractor pulling the binder & stook the grain sheaves. He used a belt driven threshing machine that blew the grain in the granary & the saw into the mow. Threshing day brought together a dozen friends & family & ended with a feast. Your description of the sights, smells, and sounds brought back many many fond memories of happy childhood vacations. Thank-you so much for all your efforts, stay safe, God Bless.
Just wanted to tell you how much I love your stories. When I hear you tell them so many memories of my own come flooding back! Thank you so much.
Picking corn had an added bonanza when I was young on the farm. Picking the corn pushed the pheasants to the end of the field where I would be with a shotgun. Thanksgiving dinner flew right into my line of sight and onto our table. Those times are long gone. Thanks for the memories Pete.
I could sit and listen to these story's all day. My grandfather had a barn with a corn crib
I love the farm stories. I like the Iowa Hawkeys shirt! I'm from Iowa.
Fellow iowan go hawks!!
My Mom (born 1931) told about pulling bales of hay out to make tunnels through the hayloft. Of course those tunnels turned into cubbie hole forts. She and her brother were left to themselves a lot. Thank the Lord they lived through it! But they loved going to Grandmother's farm. She said her Grandmother saved the family farm during the depression by hosting chicken dinners for town people at her big old farmhouse. She made most everything from scratch only buying flavoring, sugar, salt, a few other things from the huckster wagon. And she traded him eggs for most of that. Huge garden, orchard, ice house, spring house. That woman worked from before sunup until dark. I wish I had known my greatgrandmother. I love your farm stories. I can smell the corn crib too.
I grew up on a small farm. Guess that is why I love old tractors and barns. We look for your videos every night. Thank you.
Pete, thank you for your lovely memories. You're a good storyteller/teacher. So pleasant and relaxing. I'm really enjoying this channel.
My grandfather died in 1959. He was a sharecropper in SC for tobacco, cotton, corn and etc. He never had a tractor only mules and plows. So love the farm stories. I lost my daddy last year at 92. I miss his stories. Thank you for sharing.
I’m in my late 20’s and get a solid laugh out of my peers spending hours trying to come up with an “easier” way to accomplish the same task I’m already done and over with. Strange how just picking up an hand tool and putting some backbone into the job gets it done!
Do not beat yourself up, we all have been there, sweat labor never hurts. Have fun, we only go through life ONCE! 😊
Sometimes the best way to do a job is to do it the way it's always been done.
LETS GO HAWKEYES!!!!! I'm from Iowa! my grandpa picked corn with a john Deere 4010
Pete , you are a great storyteller. I'm 77 and so glad I grew up in the 50's as a kid; but now days I enjoy working fields with th 4 whneel tractors. However, working with the M and H are great memories! John - Minnesota
This video brought back so many memories from growing up on the family farm from the 50's to mid 60's. That's how it was done back then.
This is my first time commenting. I couldn't help replying to the part of this video where you mentioned as a child your playing in the barn, jumping around on the bales of hay, etc. I had a ball doing as you did, but I also remember just laying on the new hay, listening to the rain fall on the tin barn roof. What a time. The smells of new hay, the sound of rain, the .... -- what a great time. THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES! Oh, and thanks for wearing the Hawkeye T-shirt. I worked for over 33 years at that institution.
The joy in your voice telling your stories is wonderful. Thanks for sharing.
Pete don't change a thing as some one who grew up on a farm hard work is very rewarding, and the younger generation can learn alot from your videos and also your family history.
I enjoyed this show today. I enjoyed my Grandpa’s farm more than I can ever say. Like you I remember the smells. To this day I remember the smell Of early morning dew on the grass. My life on the farm was all fun and Grandma’s cooking on a coal/ wood stove. Thanks again for the video.
And Grandma was a 5 star chef, we just said THANK YOU & gave her a BIG HUG! 👍
You remember many memmories of us farm boys,thanks for reliving our youth
I’ll add my voice to the chorus and tell you how very descriptive your storytelling is!! It’s like a mini vacation for me about every time I tune in.
You never take for granted that your tales are uninteresting or feign ignorance if you truly do not know something, which tells me you are a person with a knack for learning!
Thank you for ALL you do and I could almost taste the pork you were cooking… mmmm!
Great Stories.
I grew up in rural Arizona. Not many animals, but we grew Watermelon, cotton, and "Florist" flowers.
No tractors: we used horses.
I still love those sounds and smells, and I am going on 80.
Thanks for your memories!
Thank u so much for sharing your stories with us!!!! My great grandparents lived to be 96 and 104. I so wish I had recorded their stories. ♥️
Great looking chops Mr. Pete! My Daddy was born in 1926 and grew up on a tobacco farm in the 30s and early 40s. When he went into the navy in 1944, he said boot camp was like being on vacation after all the hard work he did growing up on the farm.
I about fell out of my chair at 2:00 when you said “elementary” school with the prolongation in the middle. My gf was raised in upstate NY before her family moved out here to the pacific northwest and she’s the only person I’ve ever heard say it like that until now.
Pete, this must be one of my favorite vidoes. You speak of you grandfather with pasison. I remember your grandpa very well and remember the barn just as you described it, incluidng the old car body in the SW corner above the graneries. Grandpa D was sa pecial Uncle and I remember MIke as well. Good luck, keep up the awexome videos, and hope to see you soon.
Hi Ed, I was thinking about that car body when I was making the video! It must have been an old Ford. I also remember Uncle Timmy had stretched a deerskin on a wood frame up there. Nice to hear from you!
I like the way you tell your boyhood memories spent in the farm. It sure put a smile on my face. Those are the memories that define you.
We used a bank barn until 2015, in 2016 it was burned down intentionally because it became dangerous. We used a hammer mill aswell until 2015, I have a video of us using it on my channel. That sound is forever saved in my ears as good memories. We also used one row pickers. I would do it all over again if I could. I often look back at my videos with my grandfather reminiscing and planning to carry on the legacy of farming.
I have so enjoyed listening to your memories of the past days of farming. I'm a few years older than you, but grew up much the same way, shoveling corn and manure, running the old Super A and 460, picking corn one row at a time and so on. I now live on the "extension farm" my dad bought to enlarge his property. He never farmed for a living but had the foresight to purchase the farms when land was affordable. I started farming at age 16, with a herd of Hereford cows purchased with money I saved from working for my dad who was a commercial roofer. Later I ended up in agricultural business, selling feed, fertilizers and spray and doing custom farm work. Like you I learned to work the hard way, by actually doing it. I am now a full-time pastor but, I love remembering those times of my life when the I was farming. I guess I really just wanted to say please keep making the videos. It keeps us "old farmers" connected even though we no longer make our living on the land. By the way, watching your winter project on the MD inspired my to get my own shop back up and working. This year I plan on rebuilding my old loader and maybe even an JD 2010 if I can find one I can afford. God bless you and yours. Brian Borger, Franklin, PA
Another great video. Thanks Pete. Your stories bring back my own childhood memories of helping my grandpas and elderly neighbors do farm work.
Pete, Our haymow was on the right and the horse stalls on the left. They had an old basketball hoop in the thrashing floor. There was a hay rail along the peak from end to end. The sounds, the smells, your description brought it all back to me and I had tears from the memory. I wish I had that life back. Thank you.
That hard work you did then is what makes you who you are today. I know for myself I would not have it any other way.
Pete, spent many days loading wagons out of the corncrib,and oat and barley bins for agway to grind, they had a big truck that came on Thursdays,,,you could smell the molasses all through the barn,bought some of your chops today and had one for dinner,,,it was delicious,,thanks for sharing,,take care
I love when you tell the story your face lights up that shows you love your memories
Great video. I share so many of those memories from farming days past.
What a great documentary of your family’s history. I hope and pray your children and grandchildren enjoy and appreciate these stories in the future
Thanks for sharing 👍
Thumbs up again Pete I love hearing about the history of your family and the farm thank you for sharing. Have a great day.
Wow Pete! The times and places are different but the way I grew up was very much the same. The ear corn,pickers,hammer mill........Yes Sir, didnt know it then but it was the best time of my life. Thank You.
I think this might be my favourite video yet. BBQ story time is a great format.
Everywhere people complaining. I enjoy all of your stories. Thank you
Love your stories about life on the farm. Harder work, but a simpler time.
Great story Pete.Thanks.
Your grandpa’s barn brings the same feelings for you as mine brings for me. I loved climbing around on the wooden skeleton. Grandpa found some old metal signs and when he’d find another one it would get nailed up on the walls of the cribs. The inside was a virtual advertisement.
The rustle of the cornstalks and loading the corncobs in the granary, I remember that dust. We’d be covered. But it was just dust. No pesticides, no chemicals and maybe that was why our lungs survived so well. Grandpa was a blacksmith. He had a huge anvil that belonged to his grandpa. I watched him make two pairs of shoes for an elderly man who had a team of horses he pulled a wooden wagon with. One was black and one was white. You could hear the clanks and jingles and clip clop of hooves coming from a long way off and I would go to the picket fence in front of our house just to watch them pass by. The sound of their hooves was different after grandpa put the metal shoes on them. More of a loud thud penetrating into the ground rather than the gentler more natural sound of bare hooves. Yes, I could tell if a horse was shod by the sound of their hooves. There were only a couple of other families who still used wagons then (that was in the 50’s). I hope whoever has grandpa’s anvil appreciates the stories it could tell. Oh for those days! Thanks Pete! Your chops looked delicious and your stories about the farm always remind me.
You brought some good old memories. I've done and experienced all of these things. I had a dog like yours and his name was Yogi. He would grab the rats just as you said. He was a police dog flunky, so kinda the same.
Nice story.
Great stories the old days were so much better
You are lighting up thinking of the old days happy days
I love listening to stories of past years. I wish I would have appreciated it more when I was young and my family was still alive.
The thing I remember most about our farm is the smell of he old tractor shed only have to get a wiff of old oil and it brings back memories.
These videos of Pete telling stories are good too. I enjoy hearing the history of the farm. He has a real gift in telling a story.
On another note- no matter what you do when it comes to your operation you will always have some naysayers. You will get that from all directions. No one knows your operation as well as you do though. Fortunately as technology develops it makes things easier which is definitely helpful as we get older and can’t do as much as we used to do.
I spent the first 14 years of my life around Vestal Center NY. It is interesting how many barns are configured mostly the same It brings back many fond memories. I was familiar with 4 different barns and 3 of the 4 are still standing.
Awesome story Pete...my g-pa use to pick corn too.. with a new idea 1 row picker with a farmall super M T/A...we put it in round steel corn cribs to dry....then we would take it to town to sell it....I remember that well....loved being with my g-pa
Thanks for the memories, I grow up in Martville, my brother-in-law had a farm outside of Hannibal, sister was 11 yrs older than me but l did afew things on that farm! He gave it up and beccame a parts man for IH, in Fulton, than Wolcott, till it went belly up!! So worked on neighbors farm, my brothers worked before i did on the farm! The poor man lost 3500 pigs to hof and mouth, pretty much killed his farming, but he never gave up!
My family owned the Wisconsin ice company. They had huge, insulated, warehouses to keep ice frozen during the summer. And chopped ice all winter. Talk about hard work. The invention of the refrigerator put them out of business. Loved your story, Pete.
Such great memories. Thanks for sharing. 🥩🌽🐀🥰
Like the old pictures and enjoy the story of the good old days Good video
I love hearing a good story. The passion and enjoyment you have telling it. Fantastic.
Pete I'm just thankful for you and Hillary you know it's easy for someone else to tell you how to do stuff even if they don't never done it their self I enjoy your show and took take it at face value I just want you to know enjoy your show 100% Pete
Thank you for sharing your memories that caused me to have a rush of fond memories . Memories that reminded me of the importance of hard work. How the work makes us value things so much more than free things. Memories that reminded me of the love family members had for each other.
Today was my fathers birthday. He would have been 97. You brought back so many memories of him for me. I sure do wish he was here so we could work together making more memories.
Thank you.
Great stories and memories of the time working with Grandpa and Dad. I too shoveled cob corn and ground corn and oats and you were right about the dust, brings back good memories working with Dad.
Love the memories you share with us. I despised shoveling ear corn. For every scoop, half the ears fall off. Just drove me nuts. Lol. Pitchforked tons of manure out the barn widows. That was work, but occasionally missed the window with a forkful... Well. It was a dirty job. Such is life working on a farm. But I'm grateful for the experiences I had. Thank you Sir. ✌️🖖
This is like listening to my mom telling stories of grandpa's farm. I always wanted that to be my life on the farm.
My grandfather always said farm kids were mighty powerful kids. He like many back then were farmed out. It took me years to figure it out. I now live on a farm established in 1890 in south central pa. All the original structures are in good working order.
I to have memories of grandpaws barns and all the chores but there was always fun to be had when the chores were done, actually i miss doing the chores surrounded by family
Hey Pete you did it again took those of us who were farm kids long ago on another ride down memory lane - thanks !!!!!
Pete, love your story's they take back.......Thank you
Man does this video bring back memories of our old bank barn near North Bay Ont. back in the 50s...U described our old barn to a tee... there were 8 of us kids and we spent hours playing and jumping in the hay mows. We fell a few times but never really hurt ourselves but we were likely toughfer than the kids these days. Good memories and keep em coming.
Thanks for the great stories of days gone by!
Thank you Pete. The chops are makin me hungry!
So many things you talked about with your grandfather are part of the memories I have from being a kid back in the 40s and 50s. I used a fork and shovel a lot moving a lot of different materials. The farm nextdoor had a hammer mill they put the M on, with a wide belt. They had a storage "bin" with removable boards.
A farmer I worked for when I was 14/15 years old, stored the corn in a slatted crib. Put in and taken out by shovel. We hauled it "to town" to have it ground into corncob meal. Then bring it back to the farm in bags and dump it on the concrete floor inside the stanchions in the dairy barn. He bought a few amendments we added to the meal and mixed it with the "two pile" system. As you moved from pile to the other the feed would cascade down the side of the pile and mix "good enough". He had a metal drum, the biggest one I've ever seen, that was at least 5 feet in diameter. Of course with a lid.
That stanchion area and some horse stalls were under the "bank barn". Those are good memories of good days. I treasure them. So often when you speak of things in early your life, you light a fire in my memory and allow me to relive a time that few people know anything about. There was an essence of life that we had then, that like so many other things in this Country, we have allowed to die or be killed off... in the name of progress:( . To people who never knew it, I say "I'm sorry". You missed something special.
Loved the story how hard did your gran par work on that farm and you and your family thay were the good old days wene we had nothing but we had everything thank you
yep enjoy hearing history of how farms were way back when.
We had a newer corn picker when I was young. It was a New Idea we used the hay wagon and i used to walk behind the wagon and pickup ears of corn that fell off or missed the wagon. The smell of the corn is so pleasant. Have a good day.
I never lived on a farm but my mother grew up on one, and I never tired of hearing stories about life on her farm. Even the same ones over and over. Thank you for that story. You have a very pleasant way of telling them.
Great memories Pete! I have a belt driven hammer mill like on of the images you displayed. Its loud!! But its also powered by an Oliver 60 kind of the green and red equivalent of your H. Keep it coming!
The smell of the corn... If you ever move away from where corn is grown for a while and then move back, you realize how much the corn grown in the fields surrounding everything, peppers the air with that smell. I never realized home had a smell and that smell is field corn. :)
I love the story Pete your just a Down to earth guy. Watching the videos just let know how good I was raised as a kid and what I going to get into when I move thanks my kids are going to love it
I enjoy your videos and listening to you talk, it make me feel like I am listening to afriend, and it brings back a lot of memories for me. Thank you and your wife so very much, keep up the good work and may God Bless.
Thanks for the memories.
I love your stories!
You tell them well!
"Efficiency experts!" Lol!
You are too polite.
Peace on your doorstep!
THIS WAS YOUR BEST! Pure gold.
The good old days, the way you tell it takes me back..... but the worst was cleaning the calf pens in the spring ....
Pete I just wanted to drop you a note you bring back a lot of memories talking when you was growing up I remember them old barns I used to work in them I used Ron H and M tractors I've never got to run an MD you take care really enjoy your videos and God bless you all
This was one of your best . My heart is full. Made me cry from memories of a good time gone forever. Thanks Pete. Blessings !!!
Pete!! Every video I watch, yes I know Im late to the game, but better late than never, right, is inspiring, informative and I see your humor and humanity. The world is in need of more of this! Thank you for sharing the sweet stories of your childhood with your Grandpa, on the farm! As I am able I will watch all of your channel! Blessings from Mary.
This is Jen’s hubby Pete, appreciate your stories and history. Your love for these times gone by shine through very well. Cheers
Pete, I like the fact that you tell it like it is. Farm work is hard and never ends. I know, I was raised on a ranch in AZ. I love how your face and eyes come alive as you relive growing up on the farm. Thank you for sharing the truth in all you do. You are an honorable man and I appreciate that. The best to you and yours from Arizona
Pete - your story of the bank barn and climbing and playing in the hay mow is taking me back to my childhood in the '60s. Your description of the barn is like you describing my Dad's barn. Also a century barn put together with wooden pegs and mortise and tenon joints. It was eventually dismantled piece by piece by a mennonite work crew and reassembled at a local agricultural museum property.
I remember as a boy earagating cotton and alfalfa it was a big deal that I got to do this . Best memories 💓
I miss those days, thanks for the memories Pete.
Pete-
Love the shirt, I'm an Iowa Native myself. I enjoy the content you post on a regular basis, it makes me miss the farm life.
Don't worry about these internet "efficiency" experts. You do things the way YOU want them done.
I had to check the comments for fellow Iowans hello from Des Moines !!
@@CPthetooladdict I'm from Denison, currently reside in South Texas. I miss the Iowa summers.
@@kingkoopa1621 Iowan from Fort Dodge. Go Hawks!
I swear Pete ...you crack my husband and me up ! Your stories are so great and when you throw a funnynsarvasm or joke in there it makes your presentations so great and unique ! We loved today's pork chops and story about your grandpa and you and the rats and the rat killer dog and corn and the Summerhill etc...what a great story ! You make us smile with your stories and great smile Pete ! Thanks for your openness about everything you do and have done throughout your life ! God's choicest blessings to you ! 🙏