What a great little website! Seeing pictures of picking corn brings back a flood of memories, from short sleeve weather to 20 below. If only those days could be lived again. Like the time my dad was sick and my uncle was running the picker and mom was hauling in, waiting and waiting, from a distance,for the wagon to get full, then the next day we was walking the field picking up the corn that rolled out the endgate that mom forgot to close. Only about a half a flarebox wagon full of corn was laying on the ground.Keep the pictures coming for those of us who are not lucky enough to pick anymore. Thanks for the memories!