Dean wanted to join the Army like Dad and Bruce did. I talked him into joining the National Guard instead-- I didn't want two sons away from home!! What a handsome guy in uniform!
This was on July 4. The guys had been out baling hay all day and he was too pooped to get off the tractor. He actualy ate his meal right there on the tractor.
Dean was one year old here. He was hanging onto the little fuzzy dog because you could wind up , it would walk, then it would stop and flip over!! Happy Birthday, Son-- sorry this post got late today.
Dean wanted to join the Army like Dad and Bruce did. I talked him into joining the National Guard instead-- I didn't want two sons away from home!! What a handsome guy in uniform!
This was on July 4. The guys had been out baling hay all day and he was too pooped to get off the tractor. He actualy ate his meal right there on the tractor.
Dean was one year old here. He was hanging onto the little fuzzy dog because you could wind up , it would walk, then it would stop and flip over!! Happy Birthday, Son-- sorry this post got late today.
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