tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post8768017947966847057..comments2024-03-25T12:21:56.752-05:00Comments on Sweethearts Of The West: Harvesting Wheat (and Faith) by Linda HubalekCaroline Clemmonshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14914658854159456335noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-34658447202519344162017-06-17T09:00:24.856-05:002017-06-17T09:00:24.856-05:00This information about harvesting wheat is all new...This information about harvesting wheat is all new to me. The work of a farmer certainly must be backbreaking. Ironic that the time to harvest the wheat is at the very time in which the weather is the most uncooperative. This was an amazing and informative article, Linda, especially for a southern city gal like me. <br />All the best to you.Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-17439182178842062882017-06-17T03:49:04.497-05:002017-06-17T03:49:04.497-05:00I don't think city folks have any idea the siz...I don't think city folks have any idea the size of the equipment or the cost. Sometimes it's amazing that farm families survive. E.Ayershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03338305018025847649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-66708500612013102102017-06-16T21:43:18.631-05:002017-06-16T21:43:18.631-05:00I was driving trucks to the elevator by the time I...I was driving trucks to the elevator by the time I was fourteen. No air-conditioning in the trucks, windows wide open and it was fun. :)Linda Hubalekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16720726064455839808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-63802713091199434992017-06-16T21:41:20.003-05:002017-06-16T21:41:20.003-05:00Big combines cut in an hour what it used to take m...Big combines cut in an hour what it used to take my dad all day to cut with the old type combine in the 50s, but the push to get the harvest done hasn't changed. Except now the combines have air-conditioned cabs versus sitting on a seat on top of the platform... open to the heat, dust and wheat chaff. Great memories of supper in the fields so Dad could stop and take a break in the shade of the combine.Linda Hubalekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16720726064455839808noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-17374157682360593952017-06-16T09:40:44.029-05:002017-06-16T09:40:44.029-05:00I remember my cousins drove at an early age to get...I remember my cousins drove at an early age to get the wheat to the elevator or cotton to the gin. Farm families have to work together.Caroline Clemmonshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14914658854159456335noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1822452633282744192.post-12722485084224337762017-06-16T07:42:06.732-05:002017-06-16T07:42:06.732-05:00I never saw wheat harvesting as fascinating...but ...I never saw wheat harvesting as fascinating...but you made it so. I believe, even in the 4s and 50s some Texas families joined the wheat harvest in Kansas. At least, one of my older friends says so. Her daddy loaded up the family and with their one car and a tiny travel trailer, off they go for the wheat harvesting season. She remembers it with fondness..probably because at her age she chooses to do so.<br />Thank for the details. Wheat harvesting is something foreign to me. My west Texas ancestors either were cattle ranchers or cotton farmers.<br />Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16272417114895975742noreply@blogger.com