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My dad owned a small road construction business. It was located about a half mile from our house across a crop field and separated from the field by a mature line of cottonwood trees. Those trees made for a great playground supplemented by supplies from the business. We would watch the machine repairs in the shop (color vision problems were not helped by watching the arc welder) and the shop office had an AWESOME calendar depicting female anatomy!!! No month was safe when we were around.