Hey, I admit some of my percentages may have been off a tad, but I was a little fired up at the time of my comments. But as far as my dad, he spent all of his time there in dept 13 sheetmetal, anything from 26ga to 3_8". Started in the union and spent last 20 or so years in mgmt supervising that department. Everything there made from sheetmetal was made there but the cabs and fuel tanks. At one point dont remember the year when they got the machine, he made the first auger tube for a wheat pan with a bunch of wheels from corporate watching him. Heck I grew up playing in a sandbox made from glavanized bats of a wheat pan. At one point they were making 25 to 27 combines a day (three shifts) there when the F's M's l's where the thing to have as a small farmer. our first machine was an E, chain drive cylinder and WD45 motor. Second was an F, then an M2 and now a R52. Never had a new one, saw a lot of them but never had one. I remember when dad thought that rotary combines would never pan out, maybe cause he was old school and wouldn't believe in the new concept. I remember when he thought the G was way to big a machine. When they started putting 4wd on combines he said they would do tests on them by unhooking the front drives and driving them over railroad ties by rear drive only, if it made it had to be ok. One incentive my dad got paid for was making inspection plates out of the blanks punched in the sides of the machines, that is why some of the inspection holes are smaller than others. If I remember right they get smaller as you go to the back of the machine. I remember as a kid watching men wrestle tires onto the rims, then put it under a steel cage and hook up the air to seat the beads, the cages looked like they had been thru hell tires exploding and all. One thing they had there that he had always wanted was the little dozer they used pushing snow and tugging things around, dont know the model, was gasser D15 size hood and grill with street pads on it. They used to haul combines out of there on train and trucks, then at times would run 10 to 12 at a time down city streets full boar to the east side if Independence to a staging area about 7 miles where at times options was added also. In later life I worked with a man that used to volunteer to drive them, he said he saw one hit a street curb with one, entered oncoming traffic lane and thought it was going to turn over. We laughed about that one for a while. Getting late, hitting the hay