Tonight I’m trying out my new-to-me little percolator. I was stupid and didn’t catch that the inner basket lid was missing (El Stupido Me). Well, not to be deterred and possessing some fabrication/“rigging” skills, I made the inner lid with a wide mouth mason jar lid. I drilled a center hole, punched a few drip holes, then trimmed the outside edge of about 1/8”. I happened to have the exact little pot (the front, well used one) to use as a pattern, in my camper. This “new” one will be for my chuck box. My modification works beautifully by the way👍🏻. My grandmother gave me the “camper” percolator when she sold her camper. She use to cook lunch/dinner = (noon meal) in the field for my grandfather after he had his first heart attack. She wanted to be out in the field (several miles from the house) near him in case anything happened. My brother and I use to spend summers on the farm when we were 10-15? and ate many home cooked meals in that camper….memories….very good ones. I loved farming, but their dry-land farm was too small for more than one family to make a living. As the eldest grandchild I did work for my grandparents for a couple of summers. Sadly, my grandfather passed away at just about the time I was getting old enough to farm by myself, before I learned the ropes😢.
I did farm/ranch for a couple of years after, during college breaks (1983-84) for a family near Ekalaka, Montana, but being a hired hand didn’t pay well enough there either. $10 a day and found the first summer, $20 a day and found the second summer (I was foreman with two other hired hands under me) no other benefits though. I enjoyed the work, but dang it was out in the “sticks” and waaay before the internet, heck no TV either, or indoor plumbing….we did have electricity in the old 60’s single wide mobile home “bunkhouse” though👍🏻🙂. We ate and showered in their main house. Those were the days🙂
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This “new” one will be for my chuck box. My modification works beautifully by the way👍🏻.
Those were the days🙂