In the end, he told me he wished he wouldn’t have had to quit farming, but he had just gotten too old to keep up with the many demands it puts on a person. Having grown up on a dairy farm myself, we had plenty of stories to share. Before long he was telling me all about his former career as a dairy farmer. Of course we hit all the easy topics like the high prices at the auction, the cold weather, where we live and our jobs. Not long after I sat down, an older gentleman next to me began to strike up a conversation. I found a large antique clock that sparked my interest, so I located a seat in the crowded hall and began the wait. After looking over that week’s tables and being disappointed in finding no gas engine equipment or material, I let my eyes wander to the items hung along a wall. In December of 2002, I was trying to ward off the boredom that a cold Wisconsin winter offers, so I headed to the local auction house. Randy Reysen's kerosene-fueled, throttle-governed 1-1/2 HP circa-1919 Sattley.
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