The Phone Harvest

Hello everyone.  Praise the Lord!

I was talking to my mother earlier, and she told me the story that she heard from her brother Jerry Mankowski, in Wautoma, Wisconsin. Jerry is my Uncle and he still lives on the old family dairy farm. 

Jerry lives in the farmhouse and still has twenty-six acres around it. He doesn't do anything with it, but he lets his son do some farming on the acreage. His son Mike has a small farm a few miles away. Mike is a middle-aged full-bearded, ex-biker, who now farms, after he had a major heart attack.

After harvesting a crop of corn, on ten acres behind the barn, Mike decided it's time to disc under what remained of the crop. After you harvest corn you still have the stubble from where the corn stocks or cut, And the old root system. All this leftover plant material gets disc under into the dirt, to be ready for next year's planting.

Mike was driving his antique, 1941 Farmall H tractor, pulling his disc, and discing under the plant material when somehow his phone slipped out of his pocket and he lost it!  He drove around and looked everywhere for his phone but could not find it anywhere. So he had to buy another phone and forget about the old one.

After waiting out the long Wisconsin winter, when the land was cut covered with snow, which now has melted, Mike could think about replanting in the spring.

His father Jerry walked the fields just to look for any large stones that might damage the equipment. When is spotted a strange looking item in the dirt!  He walked over and picked it up. It was Mike's old phone! The phone was in the dirt and covered with snow the entire cold winter!

Just because he had nothing better to do Jerry decides to plug in the phone and recharge it. He took it to the barn cleaned it up real good and plugged it into the charger. After several hours he came back and tried to turn the phone on. The phone came on, and it worked just fine, as if nothing happened!

My cat already long bought a new phone. So my uncle Jerry kept the phone, and he still using it today! Once or twice a week you use the same phone call my mother down in Texas. Every time he calls I think of the day that the phone was harvested from the old corn field!

William James Roop

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