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Way back when, a handful of us were eating at one of the roadside park-the-truck-and-take-your-chances places on the east side of Oregon State.

I think it was the winter after the rabbit plague in the 80s. Leo and his nephew David were hauling fairly steady to the ranches south of Mountain City, Nevada. Lyle and I were doing our best to keep the closer-to-home dairymen happy and in feed.

Boys will be boys. Boys with energy and imagination who have access to exotic supplies may get a little out of hand from time to time.

In 1963 Ford made a red one-ton truck. The engine was the 292 cubic inch “Y” block V-8. This one came with a 5-speed transmission. I became its proud owner in 1969.

Expect each new year in the hay business to be either a short hay year or a long hay year.

I was juror number twenty-four. There were a couple of us who had the audacity to state on our questionnaire that we had obtained a four-year degree from a college or university.