Mark Toney Poet Haibun

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Childhood Road Trips

When I was growing up in Wisconsin, dairy farms were everywhere.  It was always fun visiting my aunt and uncle's dairy farm, even though they put me to work.  For many years the only bathroom they had was away from the house!  I read an article today about people complaining about smells coming from dairy farms and pig farms.  It reminded me when our family would drive the 3 1/2 hours to visit Grandma and Grandpa.  Some farms hardly had any bad odor, but others reeked!  This was especially horrible to us city kids.  "Mom, what's that smell?" my sisters and I would ask every time.  We asked Mom because she'd answer us.  Dad would only laugh.  Good times!  

Midwest dairy farms
intermittent putrid stench-
fun childhood road trips






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October 28, 2019
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Gershon Wolf May 29, 2018 at 10:46 AM Just love that "intermittent putrid stench"--really resonates with me: Worked in a cowshed in Israel too many years ago, and OH that smell!! (Only it wasn't 'intermittent' back then, unfortunately!) ~ Gershon Mark Toney May 29, 2018 at 11:55 AM LOL -That's a great story, Gershon! Thanks for sharing :)