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I guess the best story I have is also a farm story. When my brother was little he used to follow my grandpa everywhere. When he was only 2 he followed my grandpa up into the hay mount. My grandpa told him to stand right there while he went to through hay down. The bale of hay took a bad bounce and hit my brother, my brother happened to be standing right in front of the door & knocked him out into the cow feeder. My grandpa jumped out after him.
Thought of another grandpa & brother story. My grandpa had a pile of trash that he needed to burn (this was back when it was okay to do this). The pile had old farm machinary, oily rags, that kinda of stuff & was then dosed with gasoline to get the fire going. My brother was 8 at the time & liked fire, so my grandpa told him to light it. YOu guessed it, it blew up & burned my brothers face & arms. He was wearing glasses & a hat so his eyes were protected, but it was pretty bad.
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