Got any good stuck tractor stories?
Not exactly a stuck tractor, but a parked dozer!
One early Saturday morning back in 68, this precocious 4 year old found to his delight, a perfect yellow giant TonkaToy sitting all alone in the front yard. To hell with cartoons, I'm going to be a landscaper! After a brief circumnavigation of the D3 Caterpillar, I was drawn to the ultimate prize: to put my self at the controls. All the switches, buttons pedals and levers received thorough cycles of manipulation except for one, the key! They left me the Key! They left me the Key! but surely there is a distinct procedure to getting this glorious thing fired up. Now nearly 50 years on, the exact chain of events is unclear, perhaps because of the resulting trauma, but I somehow managed to get this thing fired up and moving! moving straight towards the House! The house that my family and I had just moved into, The house that my parents had just built!.
Perhaps it was my father's sense of protecting his castle, or just the screeching of metal on metal, clattering of the tracks, and rumbling of diesel; My brief foray at heavy equipment operation ended swiftly and suddenly when my father extracted me from my temporary throne. The trail of destruction was only about a dozen feet and a dozen feet from the house. A few years ago, while my father was succumbing to ALS; Any sight of a yellow machine would bring a smile, a laugh, and a "how the hell". To this day, I don't know either, but it might have been the notecard attached by keychain to the key that said: Starting Procedure: (1) ........
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