I often wonder how times change without us ever realizing they have changed.
For instance, how did I go from jumping up and down when it would snow outside to the dreaded get up and hour earlier to make it to work on time.
I used to love the snow.
I remember those days off from school when I was able to stay home and feed the cows with Papaw or Uncle Dennis.
“Shoot some ether in her,” Papaw would say as he turned the key over on the old 2240 John Deere.
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