We went to the Oklahoma State Fair today and right there in front of me was the old Farmall H. Whoa!! immediately sucked back to the 50s. I learned to drive on a tractor just like this. That’s the beauty of being a farm kid, you learn to drive ten years before the city kids. I remember driving a tractor like this at 8 years old, maybe earlier; my brother at 6. We’d do our best to keep those front two wheels between the row.
I have to tell you, it really seemed a lot bigger back in the day. No matter, it’s still huge for a 6 year old child. Was it dangerous? Yeah, probably it was. You can take a look at the last photo and realize how open you were to moving parts, let alone those wheels.
While I would be a little fearful of allowing my grandsons to drive one of these things at such a young age, I certainly am certainly glad I grew up on a farm………..and was allowed to drive that a Farmall.
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