A man gets his late father's diesel tractor, Lucky, running again with help from a friend named Mark. Three years after his father's death, he celebrates the machine's powerful sound and distinctive exhaust smell, remembering his father's extreme frugality and the tools he left behind.
You guys hear that? I never thought an engine, a diesel engine, could sound as sweet as the early morning birds in the wild, but this does. This is Lucky. This is my dad's tractor. He was the most frugal man I ever knew, the most cheap man I ever knew. He bought things new, he bought tools new, and one day I said, Dad, you're so cheap, you're the cheapest man I know, what are you doing? And he said, well, this is— I buy new tools because I'm frugal. But anyway, he died almost 3 years ago today, and Mark helped us. We got this tractor going. Lucky is feeling lucky today, and she's back in business. And that diesel, that loud diesel never sounds so good, and that diesel exhaust never smelled so great.
If I had to start my Homestead all over again, it could only pick one animal… 
