George: I remember hearing of rationing on this side of the border as well. Everyone in Canada had to apply for tickets to buy gasoline with. Farmers could get all the tickets they wanted. I can well remember my dad and grandad talking about the flow of people to the farm willing to do most anything fot gasoline tickets. Farmers and especially farmers near populated urban areas made big money on this one. Eventually a ceiling was put on farmers, my dad said for all but the politiaclly well connected. My dad was 31 and working for the Canadian National Railway on double tracking the line from Halifax to Montreal, and when the war broke out that project was put in high gear for troop and supply movement to the port of Halifax. Dad said he tried to enlist, they told him he was too old. He figured the real reason was his position with the railroad, plus his ties to farm. When the railroad project ended he went back to the farm full time. He had been lucky enough to have worked every day of the dirty thirties, so in 1935 he had bought a new 35 Ford coup, flat head V8. He said he had to return to the farm to get enough tickets to keep the Ford running. He often said not many 26 year old guys were lucky enough to have the cash for a new Ford coup in 1935. I don't remember the car but I guess it was a hot little buggie on performance. Probably the Ford is why he never married until he was 32 in 1940. I being the oldest of 5 boys arrived on the sceen same year as the W4, 1942. My grandad had farmed with a Fordson and a team of horses. Dad said he may as well just used the horses, as they wouldn't have had to tow start the Fordson. The first I remember of the W4 and the No.8 Little Genius was after he got the rubber tires. He did custom plowing for other farmers. I can remember going with my grandad to pick dad up at end of days plowing.
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