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We farmed and we had some trucks and he got me out of driver trucks. He taught me how to work on the farm. He taught me a basic, a lot of things, but he had a lot of trouble from World War II. My little brother, he wasn't dead for a while. He was with another person when he kind of came home. But he was still in high school and Dad died when I was 23 and I just bought a brand new driver truck. And there I was with a boy that was still in school. I had to pick up the torture period. We had little problems there, but we made it anyway. But Dad, he always looked with him and his lines. He taught me how to shoot guns, how to treat people, not ours, what not to put up with. You know, he done a lot of things. He taught me dark code damage so I could get my first license, look, I'll let them experiment. But we done it. Here I am. But anyway, we had some wonderful times. There's so many of us.