My dad was still doing pretty well in May and getting around fairly well (considering), and we were still optimistic that he could possibly beat the cancer. I told him about this tractor and he rode down with me to look at it and I ended up buying it that day. We had a good lunch on the way home, and this was the last time I actually got to go do something with my dad. He passed away on 9/12/07, just 5 days after his 68th birthday.
I worked many hours on the tractor painting it, but he didn't get to see it finished. So, even though it's just a peice of machinery, it means a lot to me as you can see from the short story above.
KT


