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| The Handsome Calf |
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| The Future of the Herd? |
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| White Face |
When I see the spring calves, I am reminded of my Grandpa, an original and genuine cowboy. Maybe he was a quiet man all of his life but Grandma handled the talking so well I think he simply went with the flow. He raised white-faced Hereford cattle. He planted his crops in rows so straight you could see the other end of the field down them.
I do not know a lot about my Grandfather except that he was a successful man and a good man. He loved his family. In the quiet winter mornings when I throw hay to the horse, he sometimes drops in a for a visit. Like me, he loved the cold mornings, the calm rhythm of a horse eating hay, and the silence of the land. He drops in to see me, too.
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| An Overlooked Detail |
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