My Uncle George appears to be starting the tractor. I don't think he really was. The other folks are all relatives of mine. This was photographed on the farm in Oklahoma, which my grandparents homesteaded when the area was opened up. My mother grew up on that farm and I lived and worked there in the summer during my teen years. I have so many fond memories of that old farm. Every once in awhile I think I can almost smell the sage after a rain storm and hear the meadowlarks singing their sweet songs.
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