It's not my intension to get philosophical, theological, or sentimental, but it usually happens anyway so oh well.
Besides the family history of agriculture, lessons learned, stories, and such, old tractors are an icon of sorts. Impressive are the things that stand the test of time against the elements, human abuse, or just plain fate. We've heard the stories of tractors that put food on the table for both farmer and customer, that in a surprising twist of fate, returned to those that held it in high esteem many decades later. Engines that sat idle years at a time, break loose, and now come roaring to life.
What is it in these old beasts that refuses to die? They are just steel. They have no life, no soul, no will. All that they have is only what men put into them, a lasting testament to the designers, builders, and users who wished for a machine that would labor nobly to accomplish noble tasks.
It's said, that which is truly good, true, and beautiful, is everlasting. If so, then a simple, yet rugged machine that retains its appearance or function years after it's served its purpose is truly a thing of beauty, a tribute to the men from whom it was built, and of whom it served. It has integrity like a man. Think of a big red barn or an old white farmhouse. Why do some still stand tall? Think of the builders and their humble needs their tools filled. Here's a little something to remember about things that last:
He is like a man building a house, who digged deep, and laid the foundation upon a rock. And when the flood came, the stream beat vehemently upon that house, and it could not shake it; for it was founded on a rock.
Luke6:48
Like a house, as such are old rugged tractors.
Besides the family history of agriculture, lessons learned, stories, and such, old tractors are an icon of sorts. Impressive are the things that stand the test of time against the elements, human abuse, or just plain fate. We've heard the stories of tractors that put food on the table for both farmer and customer, that in a surprising twist of fate, returned to those that held it in high esteem many decades later. Engines that sat idle years at a time, break loose, and now come roaring to life.
What is it in these old beasts that refuses to die? They are just steel. They have no life, no soul, no will. All that they have is only what men put into them, a lasting testament to the designers, builders, and users who wished for a machine that would labor nobly to accomplish noble tasks.
It's said, that which is truly good, true, and beautiful, is everlasting. If so, then a simple, yet rugged machine that retains its appearance or function years after it's served its purpose is truly a thing of beauty, a tribute to the men from whom it was built, and of whom it served. It has integrity like a man. Think of a big red barn or an old white farmhouse. Why do some still stand tall? Think of the builders and their humble needs their tools filled. Here's a little something to remember about things that last:
He is like a man building a house, who digged deep, and laid the foundation upon a rock. And when the flood came, the stream beat vehemently upon that house, and it could not shake it; for it was founded on a rock.
Luke6:48
Like a house, as such are old rugged tractors.