Great poem. My Dad will turn 89 August 28th. My mother has been gone for 22 years and my Dad has lived alone since. He wouldn't have it any other way. He stills reads books, cuts grass and tends flowers. He and my uncle began farming with Oliver horse drawn equipment and switched to Oliver tractors in 1949. They were the first to have Oliver tractors in our area. They used Olivers all the years they farmed and even sold them. My uncle died in 92 so Dad is the only sibling left. He not only survived the depression but also the South Pacific in WWII.