While living on our farm we used to grind all our own feed for our cows. Our corn crib was designed to be able to back the grinder between the bins which made it a lot easier to scoop shovels full of ear corn into the auger which noisily and seemingly greedily ground it.
Sailor was fascinated with it and when ever he heard the grinder start up he wanted to go watch. I used to go with him to make sure he stayed at a safe distance. Even so he developed quite a throwing arm and managed to successfully toss a few ears of corn into the auger.
The feed grinder was one of our pieces of machinery that I disliked the most because of how very dangerous it seemed. I never missed it when we sold our farm and moved.
Last week one of my oldest cousins was grinding feed on their farm with the help of their 13 year old son, Bennie. Something fell into the auger that wasn't supposed to and with out stopping to think Bennie tried to retrieve it. The hungry auger immediately grabbed him. He did not survive.
I can not imagine the horrible heartbreak his parents and siblings must be dealing with right now.