Heh.. reminds me of tossing hay-bales on the ranch... :^)
Heh.. reminds me of tossing hay-bales on the ranch... :^)
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In HS we went to assist (work means getting paid..HA) bringing in the hay and will never forget us young lads, athletes all, were going to get that final ‘tan’ and stripped to the waist while the Farmer and his hands all wore wool shirts buttoned at the neck and sleeves.
Some of us ‘idiots’ put the shirts back on but I and a couple other REAL DUMBIES went shirtless....laughing at the fools and ‘hot shirts’...
STILL picking hay burrs(?).....some 60 year later...
Finally figured out while laying asphalt that it was actually ‘cooler’ with a skivvy shirt underneath shirt when sweating (bleeding beer <:) profusely from the combination of 250-300 degree asphalt and sun on muggy 90+ days.