I pass this cow pasture with its barbed wire and posts quite a few times in my travels. Interesting stuff. This type of fencing has been around since 1867 when it was patented by Lucien B. Smith of Ohio. Most often, it is used to contain cattle, but it has a history of being used during trench warfare in various wars, and rolls of it can be found atop fencing surrounding prisons. I do have a historical connection to it, that does not involve cattle or prison life. The gang and I came across it on a horse farm and just wondered if we could scale it undamaged. The results were not pretty. One of us, I can't remember who, ended up hanging, caught upside down for a bit. It was kind of funny though, seeing him running around the pasture in his underwear. Leaving his pants hangin' was the only way he could free himself from the wicked wire. Funny memory!
Monday, October 4, 2010
Barbed Wire
I pass this cow pasture with its barbed wire and posts quite a few times in my travels. Interesting stuff. This type of fencing has been around since 1867 when it was patented by Lucien B. Smith of Ohio. Most often, it is used to contain cattle, but it has a history of being used during trench warfare in various wars, and rolls of it can be found atop fencing surrounding prisons. I do have a historical connection to it, that does not involve cattle or prison life. The gang and I came across it on a horse farm and just wondered if we could scale it undamaged. The results were not pretty. One of us, I can't remember who, ended up hanging, caught upside down for a bit. It was kind of funny though, seeing him running around the pasture in his underwear. Leaving his pants hangin' was the only way he could free himself from the wicked wire. Funny memory!
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ReplyDeleteThat story creates quite an image. I once ran (literally) into a barbed wire fence in the dark...still have a scar on my thigh.
ReplyDeleteI like the selected focus and hits of kettles grazing the field.
ReplyDeleteHave a wonderful day !
Wong
Oh, your poor parents. You got into some mischief from time to time as you were growing up, didn't you.
ReplyDeleteI'll bet he still has nightmares about that.
ReplyDeleteHaha. Give kids a fence. . .and they will climb it. Tho not always the barbed kind--that takes a *special* kind of kid, like maybe a *boy*.
ReplyDeleteVery interesting story and comparison in your text.
ReplyDeleteI wish you a lovely day, let the sun bright your day there and don't thing about fences okay! ;)
Léia
Your story brought a smile to my lips. Now that I am a mature and dignified adult, my own lips are sealed about the peccadillos of my youth.
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I have two thoughts about it, the first to view the date on which they were made these enclosures can be considered as antiquities, the second thought is that I seem a little dangerous and some of your friends has put the clotes.AH ah! AH!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful image and awful memories. I think this is a recurring nightmare even for who doesn't have lived through it in real life.
ReplyDeleteGood story and quite funny, thought not at the time I suspect. The things we did as children...
ReplyDeleteThat story sounds like something my husband would have done in his youth. We still have plenty of barbed wire around our farm. Most of it quite old. We use high tencil wire for our fences.
ReplyDeleteGive me land, lots of land, under starry skies above. Don't fence me in. Sung by Gene Autry, wasn't it?
ReplyDeleteNice photo, it made me think of the David Byrne version of "Don't fence me in."
ReplyDeleteThat cracked me up. The fence won. This is a really spectacular photo in the rural Americana tradition. Even the fence post seems to tell a story.
ReplyDeleteA memory from the times of the young and foolish.
ReplyDeleteYou had far too much fun with barbed wire. Love the photograph but especially loved your story.
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