Al and Ruby Korkowski were surrogate parents for Stan (and sometimes Sosie) during his preschool years. They're gone now, but their Brandon area relations thrive throughout the country. This blog intends to bind them more closely and it will be fun to watch.
Here's a sample of a Korkowski farm wife's lament:
". . . I guess it was more of a job than one would think, because when I came home from work, there was a stand-up pair of pants full of cow doookie ( not to be confused with cowpie cookies) on the rug by the bed. A reminder to me of what I won't miss!!!! Oh, the dairy air!!!"
I don't know the writer, but she sounds just the way Ruby would talk, a couple generations ago. She teased Al a lot, and loved him very much. Al and Ruby sold off their entire dairy herd during my years with them.
We have added the new blog to the monitor list below.
Best of luck with your new blog, Korkowskis, as you use high tech to celebrate family ties.
Also below is Stan's favorite photo of his "mother," enthroned on the red hayrack. Stan and Al used it to gather bales; Stan carefully drove the red Farmall tractor in low gear from bale to bale in the stubble field as Al pitched the bales onto the rack. Once fully-loaded, Stan snuggled into Al's lap as they merrily sped off in high gear to the barn loft. Stan was four years old at the time.
When not in use, the hayrack served as a jungle gym. Its narrow doorway formed a set of parallel bars for swinging. They were happy days on the Korkowski farm.
