It's one of the seven deadlies, pride is. Something today reminded me of a point of childhood pride. Much elementary school chatter among the boys concerned which brand of tractors was best. All in the school were farm kids and of course the best tractor models were the ones owned by our fathers. In the one of the school pictures from that school, with all the students lined up outside for a picture, one boy poses with his bicycle of which he was proud. There were even points of pride among students about whose snow sled was the best.
No one would ever guess what triggered today's memories of boyhood pride. The Sinai Firemen have their huge consignment auction Saturday. Acres of stuff is laid out for that sale. As I wandered through the auction grounds perusing the offerings an object caught my attention which reminded me of long ago pride. Why don't you try to guess. One hint, 'think agriculture.' There for sale is an International Harvester electric cream separator. What has that to do with pride? That exact model was in OUR barn! While neighbor boys were having to crank their separators all we had to do was flip a switch! Ah, the luxury. The centrifugal force would separate the cream from the milk. The cream was sold and we drank skim milk.
How about you? Does this trigger any memories of childhood pride?
Takk for alt,
Al
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