got an email from my old neighbor saying the drunk farmer with the wrecked farm next to us in Washington NC had finally passed away after
two years in nursing home as an indigent. He wrecked his tractors, he wrecked his farm and along the way he wrecked himself with alcohol.
Hopefully now the heirs will sell place to someone who will bulldoze it. This pic was taken early on when I got there. I think that is a 140 pulling the non running 1010 JD.
I40 wound up broken and overgrown by ten foot tall weeds. Which eventually covered his entire property.
He truly ran it into the ground.
He never once thanked me for all the stuff I did for him. Not sure he knew how in his pickled state.
And then his trailer trash daughter told my neighbor/friend that she thought I was abusing him or taking advantage of him.
They were all nuts. I mowed that guy's fields, his lawn, scraped his driveway and took him box after box of food.
I rented two acres from him at more than twice the going rate, to get him some cash to pay his overdue tax liens.
I never asked for anything, all his stuff was wrecked, generations of old farm equipment broken down in the weeds. Half a dozen transplanters, all broken.
Seems everything he touched he broke. Pretty sad actually.
my favorite picture is him driving his Farmall over my nice front lawn, over my garden irrigation pipes near the property line, breaking one, completely oblivious.
Had lost his license long before due to drunk driving, but no one would take his tractor away from him. Until it ran no more, finally dying on the front lawn.
once he got into nursing home, and dried out and fed properly, he lasted quite a while, even with dementia, until some abused organ finally quit on him.
The "collard man" and his dilapidated farm will now pass into history.
and because it is Sunday morning I hope he rests in peace.
