Calamity will be 21 years old this Fall. In tractor years that’s about 110 years old. She’s on her death bed now. After two engines, and a ton of fixed, broken, and worn out parts I have to put her away.
I‘ll be taking her to her final resting place at the scrap yard. She’s too tired, and worn out for anyone to fix her up. She needs an overhaul. Her engine stops and sputters like a diseased heart. Her carburetor is like a bad kidney. Her tires are old and can no longer hold air to support her. They remind me of a pair of bad knees. Calamity’s axel is broken, and her gas tank leaks like an old bladder. It breaks my heart thinking about her problems. But I don’t want her to go through the pain of a complete overhaul.
Anyway, before she’s laid to rest I made arrangements with the scrapper to remove any part that could help another riding mower. I know Calamity would want that.
And even if only something as simple as one of her bolts is inserted into another rider, that means Calamity will live on.
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