In Memory of Staff SGT Wayne Harvey Pointer
|SGT Wayne Harvey Pointer|
US Army Air Force
May 21, 1918 - March 14, 1943
|Harvey Pointer Home Farm - 5 miles Northeast of Collins, Iowa|
I remember brother Harold dragging after dad died but I don't think he drug long because it was about that time that they graveled the Collins to Rhodes road and probably the county took over the road dragging. The first road drag that the county furnished was an all steel drag which had a lever to adjust the pitch, which was almost useless, and also had a seat, but it was too light and dad had rocks on it for weight. They replaced it with a drag made out of about three inch by eighteen inch wood bridge plank with metal cutter blades on the bottoms and about seven feet long and it didn't need any weight on it because it was one heavy sucker. The horses were hooked four abreast (abreast means side by side).The old saying is that a dog is man's best friend and I do love dogs, but I would have to put horses right in there with them because they would have been unable to establish and settle the midwest and the west without horses. At least it would have taken longer. Also before trains horses were the only sourse of overland transportation, except oxen which were strong pullers but were slower and they had no way of holding back on a load like on a wagon. Horses harness had what we called a britchen. It went around their lower buts and was strapped up under their belly and ended up being hooked to the neck yoke (which was the cross piece between the two horses which held the wagon tongue up which guided and controlled the wagon, damn this is getting complicated) our farm wagons had no brakes and were completey controlled by the horses. I am not sure that horses have been given the recognition and credit that they really deserve. At home we liked our horses and treated them and fed them well, curried them, combed their manes, kept their foretops and hoofs trimmed. I am sorry to say that not all farmers treated their horses that well.
|Wayne with the horses - Jim, Joe, Pearl, John|
The first thing that I remember about when the county started dragging the roads they had a World War 1 four wheel drive army truck and it had a blade mounted beneath it just behind the old open cab which didn't have doors on it. The truck had solid rubber tires, no air solid rubber. I don't know how they controlled the blade it may have had some sort of a hydraulic system on it but I rather doubt it. I remember that it did a lot of spinning jumping and bucking etc. I think as Granpa used to tell me when tried to do something that was more than I could handle, "that it was too light in the poop". I don't think that it was it very successful. Come to think about it , it was very simular to the maintainers they use today but it took it about thirty years to catch on.
I have seen my dads name listed as Harve and Harvey. His name actually was Harvey because that is how it is listed on his tombstone and also on the mortgage when he bought the home farm so that should clear that up in case anyone had noticed. When he would find a big bull snake out in the field he would bring it in and turn it loose in the barn. The idea was that they ate rats and mice. They did that all right but it also kept some of the neighbors out of the hay mow when we made hay. A full grown bull snake is about five feet long and two and one half inches in diameter. They are non poisonious but they would strike and bite and the make a sizzling sort of a noise and wiggle their tail like they are trying to imitate a rattle snake. When they get all puffed up and coiled making that rattling sort of noise they were pretty fierce sounding and looking. After dad died the snakes got to getting in the cows feed troughs and the cows wouldn't go in to their stanchions so the older boys whopped them with a pitchfork and tossed them out on the manure pile. I only remember about three snakes that had to be eradicated. One of my greatest joys was to hold a snakes head down with a stick so I could pick him up just behind his head and chase my older brother Glen with it. I had to quit that because he threatened to kill me and probably would have because I couldn't carry a snake around with me all time Brother Glen was very mean to me he degraded me on any and everything that I ever did and I never ever remember him saying anything good to or about me all criticism. He always acted as if I was a discrace to him, maybe I was. I needed to tell this and I just did. Anyway I could buffalo him if I had a snake in my hand. In later years after he had a stroke he mellowed out and was decent to me. Through the years he had always been stronger than me but after he had a stroke that was no longer true so he just backed off and no longer belittled me at my every turn.
|Wayne (Army Air Corps) & Donald (Army)|
Taken while they were home for Lester's funeral.
|Wayne and Donald in front of Donald's 1939 Ford. |
Possibly the one he borrowed money from Wayne to buy?
|Granpa A.O. Williams and Brother Sim 1936|