I guess I didn't read the rules.

My post was deleted about a boycott of a dairy farm, because of gas well drilling...

It must say somewhere in the rules about not posting topics concerning dairy farm boycotts. I will have to read them better next time. I apologize.

(quoted from post at 21:48:54 10/09/11) My post was deleted about a boycott of a dairy farm, because of gas well drilling...

It must say somewhere in the rules about not posting topics concerning dairy farm boycotts. I will have to read them better next time. I apologize.

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Well John, You're going to have to stop living on the edge! :evil: :lol:

I noticed the thread was gone. My question is, where is the rules on posting messages?

Didn't see the thread.

Sometimes a thread takes on a life of it's own and gets 'bad' replies, and the folks here just get rid of the ehole mess, even if the original message wasn't 'bad'.

--->Paul

There are rules if you look. Was it in the wrong catagory?
It would seem your post should be in politics.

thats a bumer, shoot I even thought bout how I replied to it. all that thinking gone, should of new better.

(quoted from post at 03:56:13 10/10/11) There are rules if you look. Was it in the wrong catagory?
It would seem your post should be in politics.

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Mama don't like no polatiks!

Saw a doco on that big basin down the east coast,certainly seem to be stuffing the country up, but only for those who are not receiving any recompense,
Say goodnight Dick.I don't expect to survive.

John,
I am from down in Lancaster County. You guys up there needed that gas. The guys down my way can somewhat survive farming, but you guy up in the mountain areas have a tough time. That gas really saved some farmers, esp coming after such low milk prices. The only thing I dont like is some of the land investors who end up getting rich off gas rights from cheap land...

Mike,

I love heading out to New Holland, PA, and Carlisle... That would be my retirement home, if land prices werent' so high... then again... Out here, an acre is now going for $25,000-30,000... and it is s**t farmland...

Too late for some of us... We got $45 per acre on lease, signing up too early... My twp is withholding due to complaints from those who bought a farm for a glory hole. They don't produce crops or do work, they just put in, settle down, and enjoy the ride...

Then they complain...


I die a little bit inside each day. I remember the feed mill being packed to the gills on a saturday morning. I remember the farmers knowing everyone, and talking freely about it all... Saturday nights... Hee Haw on teh TV, stopped to the tastey freeze for a cone, covered in manure and sweat... Going home and working in the lights in the barn, running the machines until way after dark... Hee Haw Gospel Quartet and my dad signing along...

I am seriously getting teary eyed jsut thinking about those days and how they are gone.

Gas money is pushing a lot of dairy farmers out, because they finally can afford to get out and never come back from that lifestyle. They sell off the heards and retire. I am one of the last. The generation before is now in there late 70's and 80's. The young ones are in their 60's... Teh young spirit had been replaced by monotony and dispair. It's a downward spiral. Right down teh toilet so fast... They will die and no one can take their place, except for houses built "starting in the 270's up to 450"

That is what I see now. Its done now. trees taller than 20 feet where I once planted crops. metal rustingto the ground where I once sat and rode for hours.

If anyone should be ashamed of themselves, it is not the gas companies, it is those who moved here to be in "farmland" and over took it, only to make another useless suburb of snobby a88holes who will grow up consuming things they can't buy here anymore. They can drive their BMW's and Audi's... Someday, their corn will come from China and they won't care. I will be dead by then, and rolling in my grave knowing that the majority never gave a s88t about me or my way of life.

To the admin who deleted my previous post: I just want you to know how this new wave is tearing apart yesterday's tractors just the same as it tears up the operators of those tractor's of yesterday. WIthout those operators or their tractors, there is no new generation to run them, or produce. We are failing and nothing short of a miracle is goign to save us.

http://youtu.be/3rzLF9A1tLo
They are going home. One by one and who is left?

JohnPA, I shed a tear with you, because it is happening everywhere! Every time someone dies, the developers are roosting like a bunch of vultures waiting to put in a development. Unfortunately, by the time that they realize that there are not enough farms left to produce what is needed, it will be too late.

Thank you so much.

Merle Travis, Grandpa Jones, Tennessee Ernie Ford, Archie Campbell... Gone home...

Just like so many of the farmers I grew up around, they have gone home, and hopefully are gleaning 300 bpa every year.

This thread will be deleted for sure in teh morning, but for right now, I am remembering and sharing and hoping that those younger guys will read this and take it to heart, not to let it die, but to look at it and say, "This is now my time to leave a footprint for my children."

So many people out there who just don't care... who can't afford to buy up the land and use it. I should have listened to my parents when they said to go to college and make 6 figures. I didn't. If I did, then, and only then could I afford to buy the land and farm it. Instead, I will sit there and remember when, and get choked up every time.


I will remember the day Marburger Farms went out of business because of this. I will look back. My family sold milk to Isaly's of Pittsburgh, PA. SkyScraper cones, Klondike bars... That was our milk. We fueled a legend and now it is gone too, like our dairy. That is the true meaning of Yesterday's Tractors.

The times of Yesterday, we relive today in a small part by operating their machinery on a small scale, where once, those machines were the biggest adn baddest and they ruled the farm. A man was proud to own something as big as a Farmall M. WE see them in tractor pulls, parades, and shows. Some of you still pull a plow with them. I, myself plowed 7 acres with a Farmall C 3 years ago. It wasn't easy. But that is how they earned those rough hands and those saturday nights to have their ice cream and country-gospel music.

What do we do today to earn it?

The last one to remember is the first one to forget what Yesterday was really like. When I die, I wish to be burned to potash and turned under on the farm with the lime. Let me give one more time to the land that gave me so many memories of Yesterday's Tractors and Yesterday's way of life. For us, it is all we have.


We are now Yesterday.

I saw a couple of posts deleted, nothing wrong said.Admin.are a bunch of touchy feeley types.