Thank youRT.,so much for posting link. Ha, 2-3 yrs. into my self taught computer skills, sadly, still lacking that skill. Those of us who have, tick, tock, tick or absolutely no clue, thank.
Ok ok, so RT. link you sent works and fine and fund is still active ( Lookin' kinda weak, fellas, lets turn this around)
Made donation, so let's go!
So it's 109 degrees with humidity, they say, stay home, combined index makes it feel like 118. I will never forget! Decided I was going to knock out that day's job, a John Dere hydro sprayer who's traveling hydraulics (massive crop spraying booom trailer implement) won't raise or fold up, get done early before sun was up and roasting. By 10 am, I'm done back in truck. Ten minutes into ride, bling bling...cell phone!! Do I observe law? Nope! HELLO... " Yeah come quick, Five guys on clock, truck not starting". Mmmmhhmmm.... " Dude, don't even think' 'bout lettin' me down". Ok, ok,, be there in 45. Where is truck? Oh it's by the barn.. Yeah well I roll up, no truck, nobody coming out, let alone a crew standing around. AC feeling good but still nobody around.... ok let's call... I call, What do I get? Attitude! " waited half hour,so I doubled back and got crew, *** is wrong with that truck?" Gee Bob, would love to tell you but I don't see one. " well been wondering where you have been, so where are you now?" By the barn." Look to your right".. Well that is great Bob. *** do you want me to do? I see a pick up with a trailer with a skid steer on it so buried, you need a D10 to unbuury it, not a mechanic". It's a 100 plus, there is no mud. Look I'll check it out and call... I opened my door and it felt like I was stepping into an oven! Sweet! Said truck s like 100 yards. away in cornfield. Truck is upto hubs and frame. Tongue of attached trailer about a foot and half into the nonexistent mud. SWEET! Push foreword and get out.. Hook up scanner and making non hydro pressure.. Climb into engine... Look a heat shielded wires going to IPR.. spend half hour untrapping my hand from back there after seeing wires under shield are pristine. Climbing down I see a fox about 30 yards out. Get down to wipe grease off cut up hand and wrist. Look up fox is walking sideways, staring at me half falling down sideways and starting to try to flank me.. RABBIES! Great. Clap hands yell at him... He starts tightening flank. I have a scanner. He gets to backside of his circling and he is no longer between me and truck. I go. Get back to truck.. forget this call him. " you've reached voicemail of... Phone gets angrily tossed onto dash. Come on Nick, it'll be ok! Try typing in question... That was the first day and time I found RON..
Well Ron had a lift and not a truck hooked up, buried and in a baking field with a rabid fox circling.
Any of you ever changed out an IPR on a 6.0 in back? Treat right? Oh and didn't have replacement and he is stil circling around truck. Whatcha going to do Nick? Screw it, it's Smith and Wesson time! Grabbed pistol, got out,started walking back to truck, that fox came around front of truck..It was on.. bam bam bam. Dirt,corn stalks flyin, missing by at least 10 ft every shot( yeah well.. pistols at 30 yards plus. Well fox found humor and would actually run to att know dirt fly up at bullet impact. Kept walking foreword blasting. Probably at about 10 the shot, saw the pink spray and he was down.... Got in truck and made sure key was off and walked back to truck. Got in truck and called... " you have reached the voicemail of..." That's it I'm gone.
Next day.... 5:45 AM... ring ring. *** dude.. yeah I tried to reach you but just got voicemail.. NICK you know what's good for you, you need to get here right freakin now. I'm on my way.... " hey come on in.. sit. Ok so what happened? Told him story.. Looked at me in disbelief, took a deep breath. Said, " look boy, I got 7 bullet holes in the side of my truck and my old lady's Palmeranian has half its body missing..
Ohhhh look it was like 120 called twice and at 20 or so yards that crazy thing looked like a rabid fox trying to flank me..I, I, I.. Nick I hated that ankle biter so sit down and let's figure it out. So you hated that dog? Yep, loved my ,6.0 bullet hole free though and you will pay for that ($6700 Kaching).
Ok let's see what's on the net... " So looks like you needed a lift and that ratchet with a 3 ft. Handle.
No my friend... You needed Ron with his easy breezy self...
To this day when jammed up bad... If only for a moment, I close my eyes, recall that day and the calmness Ron exuded, to try to find inner peace.
We Miss You Ron