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several trips up the ladder nailed onto the side of the crib to jump.
We had to make sure we hit the center of the load of hay, to keep
from hitting the sides of the wagon. After a bit of resting Papa
would tell us it was time to stop the playing so he could put up the
hay. There were boards nailed around the sides of the loft to keep
anyone or anything from falling over the sides, we would pitch the
hay through these boards to the stall below.

The Jersey Wagon came in handy around the farm. It had a box type
body that could be removed if hauling posts or rails for fence. The
body was rather heavy, and I still am amazed at how well Papa could
handle it, getting it off the main wagon frame. When hauling corn,
hay or pinestraw for the barn or general use he left the box body on.
When we would haul fence post or fencerails he would remove the box
body, we had to sit on the frame, not the most comfortable seat.
After it was loaded with post or rails the sitting was a little
easier. The wagon was our truck, one horse power, actually it could
be taken places that would be very difficult for a pickup truck to
go. It served not only as a work vehicle but also, most of the time
it was transportation to the favorite fishing hole.

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