There’s just something cool when you turn a bunch of history-minded people loose in a museum. I earned serious street creds from a group of professors in Oklahoma City by helping them identify which theme went to which Western TV series. I’ve heard interesting stories while lurking behind the next display, pretending not to be listening in. And this was no exception. After all, it is not often that you can spend time looking at something like this, and talking to people who grew up riding on them or working on them, or yes:
Yes, this is a farm museum in Lubbock Texas. I’d heard about it, but this was my first chance to go through it. There are a lot more things outside, but it was hot, and sunny, and I was tired, and you get the picture.
There are complete blacksmith’s and mechanic’s shops. With lots, and lots, of stuff. Neat stuff.
And hand tools on three walls, and on benches, and . . .
And some slightly updated versions.
Oh, yeah, and a toy section that some people I know would commit everything up to and including murder for.
And if you are sighing over the tools…
Oh, yeah, and supper was pretty good, too.