You didn’t care that the official paint since 1939 for your bus was “National School Bus Glossy Yellow”. That bus was already around the corner, and you were late! You grabbed your new notebooks, #2 pencils and crayons and shouted “good bye” to Mom as you slammed the kitchen door.

 

The bus driver (usually a neighbor) was backing up the hill with red lights flashing as your new tennis shoes kicked up puffs of dust on the driveway gravel. The doors swung open, you flew up the steps and slid into your seat. Your bus started rolling toward a new teacher, a new class and a new
year!

You didn&rsquo;t care that the official paint since 1939 for your bus was &ldquo;National&nbsp;School Bus Glossy Yellow&rdquo;. That bus was already around the corner, and you were late! You grabbed your new notebooks, #2 pencils and crayons&nbsp;and shouted &ldquo;good bye&rdquo; to Mom as you slammed the kitchen door.
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The bus driver (usually a neighbor) was backing up the hill with red lights&nbsp;flashing as your new tennis shoes kicked up puffs of dust on the driveway&nbsp;gravel. The doors swung open, you flew up the steps and slid into your&nbsp;seat. Your bus started rolling toward a new teacher, a new class and a new year!

Many baby boomers left their rural route addresses as they made their
way in the world. But your farm remains a part of who you
are…regardless of your current address. Join Dan and Daryl as they
share tales about growing up down on the farm during those baby
boomer years. Just close your eyes and imagine the smell of fresh cut
hay or feel the softness of a baby chick in your hands. You can hear the
cows as they return from the nearby pasture. We invite you to listen,
relax and remember a way of life that is vanishing from our rural roots.

Dan grew up on a dairy farm on Chipmunk Ridge overlooking the
Coulee region of western WI. Daryl grew up on a dairy farm at Rural
Route 1 in southern MN. Like so many other baby boomers they left the
cows behind and pursued other opportunities. But 40 years later, all
they have to do is close their eyes and the tales a

Many baby boomers left their rural route addresses as they made their way in the world. But your farm remains a part of who you are&hellip;regardless of your current address. Join Dan and Daryl as they share tales about growing up down on the farm during those baby boomer years. Just close your eyes and imagine the smell of fresh cut hay or feel the softness of a baby chick in your hands. You can hear the cows as they return from the nearby pasture. We invite you to listen, relax and remember a way of life that is vanishing from our rural roots.
Dan grew up on a dairy farm on Chipmunk Ridge overlooking the Coulee region of western WI. Daryl grew up on a dairy farm at Rural Route 1 in southern MN. Like so many other baby boomers they left the cows behind and pursued other opportunities. But 40 years later, all they have to do is close their eyes and the tales a