Yeah, that probably had to be about '62. I woulda been 13, I think...let's see..born in '47...
$? Don't remember that. It was all money to me. One harder, one more boring? The baling hay kicked my arse. I was all of 110 lbs with severe asthma (severe enought I thot it would keep me outta the army. It didn't. Got drafted in '67). Had to pick up those, sometimes 120 lb, bales off the ground and hurl them onto a rack like pictured while someone else stacked. Then into the barn where we had to unload and stack INSIDE with no air moving!
Weeding beans? Well, easier but all day bent over.
I would never do that again but, at the same time, I'm glad I DID do it. I think it made me a better laborer and appreciated the good jobs (are there such?) when they came along.
Not to be preachy but I can't see ANY of todays youth doing what we did back then...for ANY wage. YEah, I know there are some but as a whole, it ain't gonna happen.