And what country can preserve its liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. The remedy is to set them right as to facts, pardon and pacify them. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
Ours had a very stiff shifter. On the way to school, I would shift it for Mom. Might have been the same one I plowed snow with a couple years later in the mid 60's, not sure. Dad had more than one. One of them was used only at the hunting cabin in NE PA. Wish I had one now. Other than a few I've seen advertised over the last ten years for restoration, I never saw any after dad got rid of them and left the state.
Two incidents stand out in memory: sliding off the trail near the top of a mountain, with about a 1000 ft drop if we hadn't hit a tree, and shearing a rear axle shaft while plowing. Shaft had a crack about halfway through it outside the backing plate. Rusty surface indicated it had been cracked for a while. Running around town plowing businesses dad had agreements with, and I was too young for a drivers license. Dad said not to worry about the cops. Said "you're operating a snow plow, no one is going to bother you". He was right.
Believe me.... if you do 400 miles in a Willies, you'll know it!
ReplyDeleteWhat Dman said.
ReplyDeleteand, what cw said.
Today, in brand new original condition, it would cost +$100k.
ReplyDeleteIf she said that "it didn't feel like 6" it would have been funnier.
ReplyDeleteOurs had a very stiff shifter. On the way to school, I would shift it for Mom. Might have been the same one I plowed snow with a couple years later in the mid 60's, not sure. Dad had more than one. One of them was used only at the hunting cabin in NE PA. Wish I had one now. Other than a few I've seen advertised over the last ten years for restoration, I never saw any after dad got rid of them and left the state.
ReplyDeleteTwo incidents stand out in memory: sliding off the trail near the top of a mountain, with about a 1000 ft drop if we hadn't hit a tree, and shearing a rear axle shaft while plowing. Shaft had a crack about halfway through it outside the backing plate. Rusty surface indicated it had been cracked for a while. Running around town plowing businesses dad had agreements with, and I was too young for a drivers license. Dad said not to worry about the cops. Said "you're operating a snow plow, no one is going to bother you". He was right.
Seemed like 800!
ReplyDeleteExactly! While cool, they were crude
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