I have no idea what happened to that book and wouldn't have even thought about it if I hadn't seen a copy on ebay while hunting for something else.
I had to have it to put in my barn so I bid and battled back and forth a few dollars here and there and won a chunk of my childhood.
It came the other day. I opened it up and started reading the old familiar typed pages. I turned a page and caught my breath. It was the closest I have ever had to a deja vu experience. I had been there before. I wasn't 52 with tired feet, I was 12 years old pouring over a book about my favorite subject. In that split second I could feel my bedroom in the house I grew up in. I know it sounds crazy but remember I"ve been cooped up with a broken hyperactive husband for the last 6 weeks. It was bound to happen.
Here is the manuel I learned how to farm goats with.
It has informative drawings
This one is just as disturbing today as it was then.
8 comments:
Very cool! What a find!
I had this one as well :) Should look in my shelves to see if it was still there.
It is always so cool to get a piece of your childhood back. Which is why the Goatmother has a saddle in her shop, but no horse. :)
How wonderful! Now that you are more experienced, was the information accurate?
Your So Cute!I'm so Glad you out bid whoever! For a piece of my childhood I would need a set of bunk beds, a bean bag chair and an AM FM Radio playing Casey Casem's American Top 40! Those were the days...
Vicki
Yes it is pretty accurate. I guess some things don't change. I do think the goats have changed for the better.
I think it was a clock radio.
Put Misty of Chincoteague in my hands. Same thing happens. Glad that booklet found its way home.
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