Resourceful

Wheat chaff flew from Alton’s harvester on a hot July afternoon. The machinery chugged along. Nothing interesting to tell his wife that evening.

Suddenly, smoke wafted amid the chaff storm.

Alton turned off the machine, hopped down, and walked to the front. Flames licked from a coating of chaff on the pick-up bearing. He dumped his water bottle over the fire and continued.

Minutes later, smoke wafted again. Dry field, no water. The entire county could burn before help arrived.

Alton paused, looked both ways, then doused the fire.

He zipped his pants. Now he had a story for his wife.