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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.

The last few years have been busy and … challenging:

- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)

- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...

- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?


I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.


So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.


Stay safe everyone. Stay well.

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Thursday, March 10, 2011

Letters from Ollie J - March 7, 1994, Tractors

Following up on the March 7, 1994 letter from earlier this week, I managed to track down some of the tractor shots.

Here's what a traditional John Deer tractor looks like, courtesy of nephew Drew, as shown off by The Shushing Librarian.

I'm not sure exactly who this is up there on the tractor, but when they are is, spring 1994 and the early 2000s, almost 7 years apart and over a decade or so ago. That person now appreciates Ms. Clairol and soft focus a great deal. (However, a personal stylist would take exception to the uniform that seems to be in play... a black sweater and blue denim? How pedestrian!)

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