The tractor on the left is a 1935 model B and the one on the right is a 1958 model 430. I purchased the 430 from the brother of a co-worker, Luke Crayton, that I worked with on the oil rigs. We first worked together on an off-shore rig in the Adriatic Sea between Italy and Yugoslavia. Then we worked together on a rig in the Amazon jungle in South America, and also in the deserts of Oman in the Middle East.

Dot and I drove to Hammond, La. (just North of New Orleans) for the old 430. I bet that old tractor has plowed a million rows of sugar cane (I've since traded the 430 to one of my son-in-laws, Ryan Hitt, for cement work at our home. He wanted it for a bush-hog tractor and has done a lot of repair work on it).

This picture is of my grandson, Matthew Doran (named after me), at the wheel of a small John Deere. He's steering the garden tractor toward his father, Dwain, who's taking the picture.

This picture is of my 1955 Model 80 at a country, tractor pull at Wheaton, Missouri. The hombre at the wheel is a neighbor and friend of mine, Jack Sharp.

P.S. The old "80" took the sled plum to the gate.

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John Deere Green

They were farm kids way down in Dixie
Met in high school in the sixties
Everyone knew it was love from the start
One July in the midnight hour
He climbed upon the water tower
Stood on the rail and painted a 10 foot heart
In John Deere Green

On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 feet high
And the whole town said that he should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green

They settled down on eighty acres
Raising sweet corn, kids, and tomatos
They went together like a hand and a glove
On a clear day from their front yard
If you look and know what to look for
Off to the east you can still read his words of love
In John Deere Green

On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 feet high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green

Now more than once
The town has discovered
Painting over it ain't no use
There ain't no paint in the world
That'll cover it, the heart keeps showing through
In John Deere Green

On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 feet high
And the whole town said the fool should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green

Ahh paint it green boy
In John Deere Green

On a hot summer night
He wrote Billy Bob loves Charlene
In letters 3 feet high
And the whole town said the boy should have used red
But it looked good to Charlene
In John Deere Green

John Deere Green
Written and sung by Joe Diffie