Art’s other son, Stan, looks at these long forgotten implements, sighs, and says he really should get rid of them all, but I hope he never does: in this age of high-speed, hands-free everything, it’s indescribably romantic to gaze on such huge redundant beasts and recall a time when horsepower was king and kids instinctively knew how integral they were to their family’s wellbeing.
Cole Ranch
At the risk of sounding like an old curmudgeon… kids today just don’t know what hard work is! The majority of Olivenhain families in the late 19th and early 20th centuries were homesteaders who depended on farming for their income, and even the smallest children were expected to pull their weight. Up and awake by sunrise, kids had to complete all their chores before starting on the long, often barefoot, trek to school.Over at the 1883 Schoolhouse in Encinitas, young Alice Lux probably spoke for a whole generation when she confided in her teacher that she loved coming to school because she could finally get some rest!I feel a great affinity to Art Cole, the 12-year old who loaded wagons and hauled hay, because his former fields lie just minutes away from my home. Each day on my morning walk (sometimes in the company of Art’s sixty-something son Lynwood) I marvel at the wonderful collection of ancient farm machinery still scattered about the old Cole ranch.