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| A farm at the southern end of Cienega Road |
My dad irrigated fields for many of the farmers in San Benito County, from after WWII to the early 1970s. When I was a small kid in late 50s and early 60s, I used to go to the fields with him. He trusted me to close the irrigation pipe's water gate to a row when he held up his shovel on the other side of the field and waved it to tell me the water had reached the end of that row. He also had faith in that small kid's tiny fat hands to tightly close the valve on the water pump at the end of the work day.
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sounds like hard work your father did.
ReplyDeleteEd, yep. I remember summers of him working from before sun-up to 6 or 7 p.m. Some of my happiest kid memories was going with him to the fields.
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