When traveling through the country side, the soft rounded curves of the earlier tractor models catch my eye when I see one sitting idle in a field or tucked behind a barn. For some reason, I have always felt that these old machines have personalities and are quietly calling back to a time when they were the farmer’s field mate that chugged along at a steady pace as the summer sun beat down on the steering wheel. The farmer can’t help but smell the grasses and crops mixed with the tractor’s grease and oil as they work on the land