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Post by stormshadow on May 2, 2019 1:15:10 GMT
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Post by mr potatohead on May 2, 2019 12:15:31 GMT
I remember this old farmer in Pennsylvania when I was a kid who was almost 100. He told me did you ever notice that you never see old fat people on the street or in old folks homes? He was amazing. Still hunting and fishing at that age and really good at both. Along with farm work too. I love anecdotes like this.
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Post by fastfor40 on May 2, 2019 15:57:00 GMT
I mentioned in another forum I had two uncles in northern Minnesota who lived on their farms until their respective deaths in their 80s and 90s.
They got up every morning to do chores, in the summer they'd be on the haywagon with us young stallions stacking hay and straw bales, one mowed his two acre yard every week with a push mower ... I could go on and on.
Both were tall and very, very lean. Saturday nights the two families would get together for dinner and to watch Vern Gagne's "All-Star Wrestling."
What I wouldn't give to live those days again.
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Post by jonrock on May 2, 2019 17:21:22 GMT
What I wouldn't give to live those days again. Although I am young I understand that feeling, until 10 years ago my family got together for every celebration/holiday, summers were spent together with my grandparents. Eating together home cooked meals in the company of the whole family, that is healh itself.
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Post by gruntbrain on May 2, 2019 19:14:41 GMT
Give cancer to effing cancer
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