HAYRIDE

LOCAL FARMER AT HIS BEST

OUR NEIGHBORHOOD WAS FILLED WITH LAUGHTER PRETTY MUCH ALL THE TIME . I THINK THAT WAS THE REASON ONE OF THE FARMERS THAT LIVED THERE WOULD COME DOWN THE STREET WITH HIS HORSES AND HAY WAGON ON ANY GIVEN SATURDAY RIGHT AROUND 6:30 PM.  HE HAD LITTLE BELLS ON THE HORSES SO YOU COULD HEAR HIM COMING. HE WOULD GO BY ALL THE HOUSES IN ONE DIRECTION FOR ALL THE  KIDS TO HEAR. WHEN HE WENT PAST THE LAST HOUSE HE WOULD TURN AROUND AND COME BACK. THIS GAVE EVERYONE TIME TO RUN IN AND ASK MOM OR DAD "CAN I GO MOM? CAN I GO DAD?" I CAN RECALL ALMOST EVERY TIME WE WERE GRANTED PERMISSION TO GO. ONCE EVERYONE WAS ON BOARD HE WOULD TAKE US 1.3 MILES TO A DAIRY FARM THAT MADE ITS OWN ICE CREAM.  THE PLACE WAS CALLED "SUNSHINE DAIRY". IT WAS ONLY $1.00 FOR A GOOD SIZE CONE.  SOMETIMES THE TRIP HOME WAS TAKING TURNS HOLDING THE REINS OF THE HORSES.

HARRY MOORE WAS THE FARMER'S NAME AND WE THANK YOU  FOR ALL OF US!