We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
I'm intrigued by the fact that they left the starter crank in on the bus. Our crank-start tractor has a removable one to prevent it being bent, (it also makes theft nigh on impossible). I wonder, if they felt that the possibility of it being bent was less than the possibility of the driver losing it.
My grandpa was born in NYC in 1892, so he was 21 when this picture was taken. I was born when he was nearly 70, and I love to look back at his life and all of the changes that he must have seen over the years. I wish I could go back and talk to him now.
Thanks for posting this. I'm going to share it with my daughter who lives in NYC now.