tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434477530324506826.post3885923798692318758..comments2023-12-12T11:31:23.238-06:00Comments on 42N Observations: Rite of Passage in the Corn Belt42Nhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14655107378533032598noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434477530324506826.post-25298731011701023122021-06-13T01:13:49.957-05:002021-06-13T01:13:49.957-05:00i used to work on one of these ol' things :)i used to work on one of these ol' things :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4434477530324506826.post-61606095763700950102013-09-08T18:01:04.415-05:002013-09-08T18:01:04.415-05:00This is really interesting. More than 20 years ago...This is really interesting. More than 20 years ago, we lived in Hoopeston, Illinois, home of the Hoopesteon-East Lynne Cornjerkers. The mascot was a cob of corn. I still have a sweatshirt from those days, but I rarely wear sweatshirts and certainly couldn't wear that one to school, so it's stick in the closet. I appreciated seeing part of the process and wonder if the kids I knew back int eh day road on these things or if it is a relatively-new invention.Mrs4444https://www.blogger.com/profile/06426176094895489541noreply@blogger.com