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GO BIG RED!!!  This will be screamed by thousands of people this Saturday, as they watch the first Husker football game of the season.  Farmer Brown will be among them I’m sure!  But the Huskers are not the only thing red in our family.  We bleed red, but we also drive red.  Yes, that’s right were one of those people that love Case IH equipment.  Actually, for me I think it was stated in our wedding vows, not sure, will have to check the tape again.  And for the little Browns, they were just born that way, I swear! 

Not only is it football season, but it will soon be harvest season, and Big Betty Lou (the combine) is getting ready for her big day too!  She is getting looked over to make sure everything is in working order for the first day of harvest, an extremely exciting time around here-it’s when we get paid back for all the work in the previous months. ( Do you know how many working parts are in one combine?  I don’t know either but it is a lot!) 


But while Farmer Brown is busy harvesting his corn and soybeans, I’m working hard harvesting what is left in the garden, mostly tomatoes and pumpkin right now.  So while most people yell go big red for the football team, Farmer Brown yells Go Big Red to Big Betty Lou, and I cheer for my red tomatoes quickly turning into something delicious.  We all have our team, and our thing (even if football isn’t my “thing”).  I promise I will check in on the games now and then to see how our team is doing, I think it is a law that I have to. So here is my obligatory message…GO BIG RED!!!

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