Just Like 'Nam

Tuesday night we had our own less violent version of Vietnam. The crop dusters had been flying around for the last couple of weeks and this year, along with airplanes, they have been using helecopters. It was a helecopter that was spraying the field across the road from our house. I couldn't begin to guess what kind it was as I have no knowledge of any kind of helecopter, but I can tell you it looked like the long, beefy ones you see in old Vietnam war footage.

The night was hot and extremely humid, and with every pass the helecopter would fly low over our farm. The cows were skittish and bawling, the chickens ran into their coop, and Buddy was trembling as much as the trees. And the noise! It was so loud that even when we went inside it seemed as loud as it had been outside. We felt like we were in Vietnam, but without the death, bugs, and Agent Orange (although some would argue that the fungacide being sprayed is just as bad).