Man run over by combine harvester, lives

A man taking a nap in a Billings, MT, cornfield was run over by a combine harvester without serious injury, reports Carmen Irish of the Billings Gazette.

At about 1:15 p.m., the landowner drove a combine into the field to harvest corn. The farmer drove about 50 yards when the combine shuddered, [Sheriff's Lt. Kent] O’Donnell said. “The farmer thought he had driven over a fence post or an irrigation pipe, but once he turned the machine off, he could hear a man screaming,” he said. The machine had caught the man’s clothing and sucked him into the cutter.


  1. “The man was taken to St. Vincent Healthcare with non-life-threatening injuries. O’Donnell said he had deep lacerations that may require skin grafting as well as stitches.”

  2. Not being awakened by an approaching combine surpasses my definition of a deep sleep. I’d say that might be more accurately described as an alcohol induced cornfield coma.  The man, as well as the public, is quite lucky he didn’t wind up in a can of corn niblets.

  3. I wish I could find a good link to some combine warning stickers.  The decals on those things are true works of stick man mutilation art, but I can’t find pictures of them anywhere.  Anybody?

  4. Misleading headline – “run over by” is vastly different than “pulled into” combine.  Getting run over by a combine would suck but living through it probably not unusual especially if the ground is soft – the tires tend to be very large.  Getting pulled in is a way different affair – he’s lucky not to have lost limbs or bled to death – that’s the usual fate of people who argue with augers.

    There is no known likeness of his father Esau,
    who, undogcollared because of his little weakness, was
    scythed to the bone one harvest by mistake when sleeping
    with his weakness in the corn. He lost all ambition and
    died, with one leg.

    Poor Dad,

    grieves the Reverend Eli,

    to die of drink and agriculture.

  6. What was the fool doing in the cornfield?  Great, now I’ve got Traffic’s “John Barleycorn Must Die” in my head.

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