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Swamp_Yankee last won the day on March 11

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  1. What do "they" secrete?
  2. Thanks all for your comments. As they say, time heals, and it does get better. It's a weird mix of emotions because I'm so glad I still have my younger dog, Major, but at the same time I almost feel guilty for feeling that way. Mornings are tough because they bring back all of the memories from that last morning I spent with Hank before he trotted off toward the fields... I still instinctively reach for two bowls, still want to grab a second scoop of food. Major just goes out and sticks close (I watch from the porch the whole time now) and comes right back. They would always feed off of each other, chasing each other, etc...so unless he chases a deer, etc...he seems less inclined to go running off.
  3. No-different last name altogether. I do remember my grandfather (the son of the man pictured) talking about someone named "Fritzy" or "Fitzy?" My family was all centered around the Mansfield Township area just south of Bordentown.
  4. And now four generations and our machines. My Great Grandfather, my Nanny (his daughter-in-law), my Aunt (her daughter) and me:
  5. Tractor is a Farmall F14 produced between 1938 and 1939 powered by a 4 cylinder gasoline engine with 15HP at the drawbar:
  6. I'm no real farmer. I just like to play one on weekends, but my grandparents on my dad's side both grew up on dairy farms in Burlington County. My grandmother's parents' farm (the man in the photo was my grandfather's father) can be seen from 295 on the east side of the highway between Rising Sun Road and Old York Road. A portion of the farm was taken by the state to build it. I actually don't know exactly where my grandfather's parents' farm was.
  7. Along with a lot of technological changes to the ways these machines work and how they are manufactured, but the work remains pretty much the same. The man pictured above is my Great Grandfather sometime in the 1920s or 1930s somewhere around Burlington County. The man below is me, yesterday, in Hunterdon County. My dad took my picture as we were working yesterday and I wondered why. Then he sent me both that picture and the picture of my Great Grandfather just now:
  8. I feel very fortunate to live where I live and to be able to do the kind of stuff that I do. I grew up on the outer edge of the suburbs (Hamilton Township) where there were still farms and woodlands, but I had close neighbors, was connected to public water and sewer, etc... I enjoy being where I am and pretty much being able to do what I want now.
  9. Yup-60 to 70' tall and in tough spots. I've gotten estimates of $5000-6000 to take them out Definitely will need a crane-and that's with leaving all of the wood on site and just chipping the tops! I'll get years worth of firewood out of the tops and all of the lumber I'll ever need and then some from the saw logs. Hopefully I can recover at least some of the cost by selling whatever lumber I don't have a use for. Had the day off today so my dad and I got to work on fixing my barn and adding a lean-to. Made a built-up beam from some of the locust boards I milled yesterday along with an old 4x6x14' beam from one of my neighbor's old barns: Set a 5x5 locust post in the center for support: Used 2x4s to run a ledger the length of the back wall so that the old siding boards are sandwiched between the ledger and the beam-everything is pulled together with coated 2-1/2" deck screws. Also replaced some siding with old boards from my neighbor's barn. The left corner of the barn was damaged when a large locust came down in a windstorm and clipped the corner. Some of that locust is now lumber being used to repair the barn and build the lean-to! The reason that the back of the barn on the right side (where you can see the ladder to the hayloft) was always open was because there were once horse stalls on the back and I guess they would pitch hay in from there. In any event, the foundation for those stalls is still there. My dad and I dug and pried with the shale bar until we actually were able to get underneath a large boulder that had been set into the ground with smaller rock mortared onto it. We created just enough space to get a choker cable around it and: One post set: And another. Thankfully the digging on the opposite side was easy which is a blessing around here. Lots of coal ash along with broken up bits of tile. The guy who had the horses back in the '50s-60s (two owners ago) was a masonry and tile contractor: The cost of this project has been quite low as aside from the locust I paid to have milled all of the other lumber, beams and even steel roofing and screws came from my neighbor who is moving to Florida soon. He's a great guy and I'm going to miss him but I'm getting a lot of very useful stuff that he can't take with him!
  10. $0.65 per board foot which works out to $10.83 each for a 5×5×8 (actual dimensions) post. Compare that to a store bought 6×6×8 PT post (actual dimensions 5-1/2×5-1/2")from the lumberyard at about $30 each after tax! Of course there is the time, tools, fuel, etc...spent harvesting, cutting and hauling but that's all part of the enjoyment. It doesn't get any better than the satisfaction of turning trees from your own property into buildings
  11. Priceless! I have so many projects around here I'll need to cut more trees to finish them! In all seriousness though I have six very large, tall and straight locusts that all need to come down as any one of them would completely destroy my barn if they fell on it. At least two of them are 24"+ diameter. My plan for those is to mill a whole bunch of 1x12 boards for siding along with posts, etc... The goal is to build a pole barn and then side it with locust which will just be left to weather so that in a couple of years it will blend in with the older structures on the property. Those trees are so large though that I will undoubtedly end up with more lumber than I can use, so I'll let you know! Might bring them down this winter.
  12. I have an abundance of black locust on my property and I've been stockpiling logs for a few years as they have come down. As strong as black locust wood is their root systems aren't great and I've had three or four blow down in the last four years. Now that I have a tractor I can actually skid logs and load them onto a trailer, so that's what I've been doing lately: I took them to a buddy who has a Woodmizer which is one hell of a machine-he milled up the black walnut that @Kype bought from me a while back: Twenty-three 5x5x8 posts and some miscellaneous boards. Black locust is as rot resistant if not more than pressure treated lumber-that many 6x6x8 posts right now would cost over $600 There are black locust fence posts scattered around my property that have likely been in the ground for 50 years or more that are still intact. Black locust has a long history in this country as a wood that was prized by the Colonists who were initially unfamiliar with it as it is native to North America but not Europe. It will be pretty cool to be able to build things on my property with lumber that actually grew here and that was so important in Colonial America. The first thing on the list is a large woodshed: https://www.livescience.com/50732-black-locust-tree-shaped-the-united-states.html
  13. Thank you all for your responses. It has helped me some. With regard to the drivers on the county roads I understand what you're saying but I don't fault the driver. I don't know who it was. They did at least try to notify someone-the neighbor whose house I found him in front of heard her doorbell ring about 15 minutes before I got there but she lives alone and was too afraid to answer (it was ten to six in the morning and pitch black)-she only came out after she heard me breaking down and I identified myself. He was placed neatly at the foot of her driveway and his collar was removed which tells me they were looking for a tag which he did not have on at the time. I feel terrible that my actions not only resulted in the death of my dog, but also a terrible trauma to another person who probably couldn't have avoided it. He was a dark brown dog on the road on a pitch black morning. Whoever you are, I'm deeply sorry, and I appreciate what you tried to do for my boy.
  14. Today (the day before my birthday) I used my new tractor to bury my best friend in the world, Hank: His resting place-at the base of and old foundation wall from one of the henhouses that were once here. I found the biggest boulder I could to serve as his headstone. He would have been 13 this year, but he didn't meet his end naturally-the way I envisioned he would go. He was hit by a car this morning out on the county road. Each morning I would let him and his brother out to do their business in the fields before breakfast. They would roam free but always come back because they were hungry of course. Today Major came back without Hank which was not unusual since Hank is older and slower. However, I began to get worried and drove the 1/4 mile out to the road and started looking for him. I found him laying in a neighbor's driveway and I collapsed onto him screaming. Don't be stupid like me...just because you live far off of the road out in the country doesn't mean that your dogs can roam free. Boundary train them, fence them, whatever. My boy didn't deserve to die this way. I let him down, I let my family down (my girls and their mother are devastated) and I let myself down. I will go to my grave regretting this and asking why on earth he went out there. I'm ashamed of myself for what I let happen to him. I needed to get this out regardless of that. I am crushed and broken. Fly high my good boy-always: I hope someday you'll forgive me for what I've done...
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