In the Beginning

the other day i picked up bentley and delivered dinner to ben on the small baler. he was baling grass over in the slope. the little baler was our first gig after we got married. we saved our money by living in a single-wide trailer house and bought it. ben worked for his dad for wages during the day swathing and organizing the custom work and then small baled by nite, renting the old hydro and 986 from his dad to pull it. his favorite spot was an 80 acre place in arena valley next to the ssi stink pond (they process meat for taco bell). all nite he would smell the sweet aroma :). the next year we saved enough money to buy the tractor that pulls it. now the corporation rents the set-up, but ben still gets a chance to run it. we were blessed to get in on small baling when the horse scene was the rage up here and that we only had one kid at the time so i could run him around, get parts, and actually keep track of what was going on without going nuts at home while he was gone!