farmers who had loans. He didn’t know anything about farming. He asked a lot of questions.
“He asked me what a combine was,” old Earl Lindquist told me at the diner, shaking his head. “A grown man. A bank manager. Didn’t know what a combine was.”
“What did you tell him?”
“I showed him.” Earl grinned. “Took him for a ride. Kid about fell out of the cab, he was so excited. Said it was the coolest thing he’d ever seen.” He shook his head. “Coolest thing he’d ever seen. A combine.”
In August, I brought Shelly a big bunch





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