A Reflection On Tuesday

I mentioned that we had a big storm here the other night in my comment on BlogDumps. It was a big one with seventy mile an hour winds…. WOW!
Trina and I had worked all day putting in a new parking lot at our doctors office ( a friend of ours too) It had to be the hottest day of the year.  We both agreed we should start early to beat the heat, so we did we got up early and headed out to pick up the first load of crush and run driveway material.

The truck runs hot inside the cab and has no air conditioner, so glad we got up!
So the first load – we go to dump it and drive down the parking lot (less tractor work this way) and the right front break line blows out and I am headed into the road with Trina yelling stop and me yelling “It don’t stop no more! Help me! It don’t stop no more!!!!!” Finally it came to enough of a stop that I put it in reverse and I backed into the driveway. We spent the next few cooler hours removing and replacing the break line, bleeding the breaks and then we were back on the road.

We go get three more loads and then off to get the tractor. It was hotter than you know what by then and with all the down time we should have been on our way home. I thought to myself out loud “Why is it always on the hottest days?”
All went well, we got the tractor and off we went to finish up – no big thing right! Now it is in the afternoon around 3 and it’s blazing hot. All was going well then the tractor started to stall out for no reason.  It did this about five or six times and now it is getting late and it’s over a hundred degrees and it quits all together with a few touch ups to go before we were done.  So we shovel some and wait… it won’t start so I said “Forget it lets get the trailer and winch it on there and go – we still have pumpkins to water.”

We get the trailer and start to try to load it and then Trina tries it and it starts…. go figure. I yelled to her “back it up and we will try to finish and then load it up.” It was late and we finished it up and were on our way home to the farm it was nine o’clock when we finally got there.

We were dead, head swimming and exhausted. One of the guys had started the watering so we went and laid down in the air conditioning. Then the storm started, it blew through here hard like a hurricane we both thought who cares at this point, at least the driveway is getting watered and the pumpkins are loving the extra water.

Then the phone rings… My son tried to out run the coming storm and get home – he was on his motorcycle and this storm popped out of no where. He had crashed when the wind blew him and the bike off the road! So we loaded up in the car and headed out to go see what happened. Long story short (it would take another blog post) He is OK a lot of bumps and bruises and a small compression fracture in his back that will heal on its own in time.

He is so lucky it all went down the way it did or it would have been awful bad. I thought this day would never end and I was right it didn’t it went right on into the next day. My last thought is when he said to me in the emergency room quietly “I guess I will fix my bike and just sell it, my son needs his father” Thought number two… I just wanted to beat his ass, I told him not to get that damn bike! I said son I really wish you would have listened to me on the first place a father needs his son too.
I am so glad things are trying to be normal again I hope it stays that way.

Have a great Tuesday
Wolfbernz

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