Tradin' Days

In those days, I was quite the trader. I remember at one time in the front of the Parsonage where I lived were parked three, count 'em, freight wagons. And one was a mint Studebaker. Oddly enuf, I have no recollection of whatever happened to any of 'em but I'm sure I must have traded them away. I was always trading with the farmers in those days. To them most of what I wanted was junk to them although if I still had that Studebaker freight wagon I'd be wearin' a nicer hat today.

Even tho' I traded a lot and got what I wanted, I usually was taken pretty easily. That's what happens if your want...