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Oh, that would be fun to drive! The guy I carpool to work with has a D-6 on
his farm and I love to go to his house and "play". A D-9 would be a hoot.
I see some old D-6's around, but Case has really got the new market cornered
around here.
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From: Bobby Greer [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
Sent: Wednesday, August 02, 2000 11:09 AM
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Toward the end of Dad's tenure they produced a D9!!
>D8, huh? Biggest I ever got to drive was a D6. You eat those fish in
>mustard or oil? My grandpa would eat 'em by the cans full, but I couldn't
>get 'em past my nose.
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>-----Original Message-----
>From: Bobby Greer [mailto:[log in to unmask]]
>Sent: Wednesday, August 02, 2000 10:42 AM
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>Kyle,
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> I am surprised you or Ken have not mentioned sardines and crackers.
>My dad taught me how to eat all that on the road trips where he would go
>out to repair tractors on ranches in Texas. He worked for the Caterpillar
>dealer of South Texas and would take me with him sometimes. Now that is
>what I call quality "male bonding"!! It was great to climb up on a D8 and
>knock down some mesquites as a "test drive"
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>We ate all kinds of poor man's delights back then.
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>Bobby
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