Lost a friend. I'd been too busy getting oats in to check the obits until yesterday morning. A friends name was in there. I made it to the visitation last night.
He hauled my milk for a little while when I was in High School. I bought his mobile home after he moved in to the farm house where he lived. When his milk route got whittled down to not many stops,another local guy bought the truck and what stops were left and I drove that truck for two years.
He was my oldest brother's age. They both had Cushman scooters when they were in High School and used to ride them back and forth all the time.
His wife told me last night that he wasn't feeling good and finally got to hurting bad enough to go to the doctor. He had cancer and it was already in his liver. He lasted a week.
She said they had just started to cut down. They were down to milking 45 cows and were going to get rid of the rest and just cash crop a little and feed a few steers.
He was 68,could have started slowing down a few years ago but hung on. You just never know how many days you have left.
He hauled my milk for a little while when I was in High School. I bought his mobile home after he moved in to the farm house where he lived. When his milk route got whittled down to not many stops,another local guy bought the truck and what stops were left and I drove that truck for two years.
He was my oldest brother's age. They both had Cushman scooters when they were in High School and used to ride them back and forth all the time.
His wife told me last night that he wasn't feeling good and finally got to hurting bad enough to go to the doctor. He had cancer and it was already in his liver. He lasted a week.
She said they had just started to cut down. They were down to milking 45 cows and were going to get rid of the rest and just cash crop a little and feed a few steers.
He was 68,could have started slowing down a few years ago but hung on. You just never know how many days you have left.
