This view took me back for a minute.
Riding on the hay wagon back from the field with the last load, as the sun is riding low as a 13 yr old on my grandpa's farm.
Sitting on our flat bed trailer watching my dad and hanging on for dear life as we brought a load of corn stalks to the neighbor's for their horses, which months later we would return with the same trailer, and pitch the manure from said horses created by eating the corn stalks, and return to the field to throw it off by hand onto the same corn field, to grow the corn to feed the horses....
Taking my turn on the wagon loading crates of apples on the hilly orchard of Southern Wisconsin where I worked as a college student. One of us drove, the other loaded 50 crates per load weighing 40 lbs, we would drive back to the base and unload and stack, and then switch driver and loader and head back out. We averaged around 5 - 6 loads on twice a week on Tues and Thurs nights, and 11 - 13 loads on a long Saturday.
They say the railroad / trains built America. They were wrong. It was the tractor.