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Greatest Moment???

Angus Cattle Shower

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Well, while I was sitting on the ski lift, I thought this may eb an interesting topic for on here. What is the greatest moment you experienced in your lifetime?

Mine are:1)Winning the angus class at prarieland '04
2)First bucks
3)And, no spills skiing, especially after doing the two balck diamond hill :p

My life is oring, in case you havent noticed :p:p
 

ranchwife

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Tough question, acs!!!

1) June 17th, 1995...........the day I married cowboyup!!!

2) all a tie...........

August 20, 1987
June 18, 1989
January 15, 1996
May 11, 1999

The dates I had my beautiful children!!! :wink: :wink: :wink: :wink:

3) December 17, 1993.....the day I graduated from nursing school (and the ex said "you'll never make it!!" :roll: :roll: )

4) March 2, 1974....the day my mom married my "dad"....a day that changed my life.....for the BETTER!!!!!!!!!! :lol: :lol:
 

Angus Cattle Shower

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None of them are on my list, cause Im too young to get married and have kids lol. i dont remember they days my siblings were born, so I couldnt put that on here :lol:
 

Shelly

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Can't tell you my greatest moment, some things should be kept secret. :wink:

But one time stands out in my memory, not might be a big deal to you all, but it was for me. It was getting a huge second place ribbon in senior showmanship in my one and only cattle show I've entered. I was coerced into showing the nephew's heifer because they wanted more entries. First place went to a woman, then me, and it was all guys after that. I think my winning second place had alot to do with the short shorts and skimpy halter top I had on. (This was waaaaaayyy back when I was alot younger.)The judge was male. Need I say more? :)
 

Mrs.Greg

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Shelly said:
Can't tell you my greatest moment, some things should be kept secret. :wink:

But one time stands out in my memory, not might be a big deal to you all, but it was for me. It was getting a huge second place ribbon in senior showmanship in my one and only cattle show I've entered. I was coerced into showing the nephew's heifer because they wanted more entries. First place went to a woman, then me, and it was all guys after that. I think my winning second place had alot to do with the short shorts and skimpy halter top I had on. (This was waaaaaayyy back when I was alot younger.)The judge was male. Need I say more? :)
I was wondering if your secret greatest moment had anything to do with the male judge :p :lol: :lol:
 

Canadian_Cowgirl

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Shelly said:
But one time stands out in my memory, not might be a big deal to you all, but it was for me. It was getting a huge second place ribbon in senior showmanship in my one and only cattle show I've entered. I was coerced into showing the nephew's heifer because they wanted more entries. First place went to a woman, then me, and it was all guys after that. I think my winning second place had alot to do with the short shorts and skimpy halter top I had on. (This was waaaaaayyy back when I was alot younger.)The judge was male. Need I say more? :)



what are you not supose to wear that get up? maybe thats why i always win? no it couldnt be, its cuz i have beautiful cows!! rite?:? what ever happened to the judges judgin the cows? not you, why does it matter what you wear?but the skimpier the cloths the more buyers there are and the more you get for ur steers! :wink: if you know what im sayin!! haha

but naw thats not me, im a decent girl! just ask ACS :p
 

Canadian_Cowgirl

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well thats no fun, how are u supose to get good prices like that? haha we were our jeens and shoes and the 4-H shirts or jackets. but i have worn skimpy cloths to a big show :p i wasnt showin tho. haha
 

tumbleweed_texn

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every day i wake up on top of the dirt is a great moment....lol. honestly, when the doc told me that he could pull dad's feeding tube out and we could bring him home, he said dad would live 3 days tops. when dad came home and asked for chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes, i cooked some up and mashed it all real fine. some good ol' fashion cowboy grub kept my dad goin' for another 3 weeks before he was called home. i cooked for him whenever he asked and that was the best time of my life. he was ready to go home he said, but he didnt wanna go to his grave in debt to his stomach. " git to cookin boy" were his words to me. this man adopted a kid that was no blood kin of his own, but he took me in because he knew i needed a home and his love. everyday i spent with him was my greatest moment. he was not a cowboy, but he knew this hellion he was raising was. never once did he discourage me from being me. he only helped and encouraged me to be that all that i could be. no, he didnt understand when i felt the need to pick myself up outta the dust and go back for more. let me tell ya though, he was right there cheering me on. when i found a job that was too far to ride my horse or walk to, he was the one who took me and then came to get me. setting in church, i would have swore that his arms were 10 feet long, as he could reach to the far end of the pew and thump me on the off side of the head. he wasnt a perfect dad but he was "MY" dad. he taught me everything that i know about life and how to treat others. he taught me how to work and how to treat a lady. to others this may not be a "greatest moment", but every minute i spent with this man was a sho'nuff great moment to this kid that didnt have a snowballs chance. i sure miss him and i only wish that others could have the same chance that i did. i was 4 years old and this man told me that had adopted me. that was my greatest moment.
 

IL Rancher

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I can do the simple ones like the days my kids were born, first date with the wife (Which would probably be on the list before the day we got married since it was just an incredible night for me) and all of those but I'll be toss in a different one.

For the first couple years calving we never had any real problems and if we ever did the neighbor was there to help. Well eventually it happened. No one was there to help and I had to do it all by myself. My wife was pregnant, the vets we used didn't answer the phone and the neighbors were up to their armpits in two cows of their own. Oh, it was 3am and about -8. So, I did what I could and got the calf out after working the leg around and pulling a 90 ound calf out of the heifer, got it breathing and nursing and momma took him back and he grew into the monster that he is today.. The vet called me back about 5 seconds after the calf got up and nursed.. I am glad that they didn't answer now.

I know, it is not something spectacular to those who grew up on ranches. I did 10 more pulls on that group of heifers (disaster group)... But too me it meant something.. It was like a right of passage that hey, I can handle this, no need to panic or anything... I guess it was just one of those realizations, after doubting myself for a long time on this, that I was actually learning something and figuring things out... That, and there really is nothing like seeing those poor babies getting up and falling over, getting up and falling over until they finally get that first nursing in.. Warms the heart.
 

the_jersey_lilly_2000

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Great story Tumbleweed_texn...what a tribute to you Dad. Thanks for sharin that.

And greatest moments for me.....

Havin two parents that were more in love with each other than any two people I've ever known. They not only taught all of us how it was supposed to be, they showed us each and every day.

Marryin Mr Lilly, and the birth of our two kids.......can't beat that, and gettin to watch them grow up and become responsible people.
 

Canadian_Cowgirl

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I think the greatest moment in my life was when i was 8 and mom said that there was this guy who she had been seeing (first guy since i was 2 months old and my bastard of a father had left her, my older brother and me.) had asked her to marry him, i thought to my self "finally i get a daddy i can call my own" and then we left my home town in florida and moved up to the coldest placxe on earth. but i love him tons for giving me a dad whom i could look up to and talk to! i think that would have to e the greastest moment in my life, better than meeting David tho i love him all my heart he will always be the second guy in my heart, dad will always be number one!
 

Mrs.Greg

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tumbleweed_texan,nice tribute to your dad. You know the saying anyone can be a father but it takes someone special to be a dad.You got me thinking just how really much I miss my dad :cry2: :cry2:
 

ranchwife

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tumbleweed__txn----you and I sure seem to have alot in common!!! My hero....my "dad" married my mom the day after I turned 5!!! I can still remember leaning over the front seat of the old Chrysler and asking mom if it would be "okay to call him 'dad' now"....he had to pull the car over in the rain because "something musta gotten in my eyes!!" Even though mom has been gone for 7 1/2 years now, I still call him dad...and always will!!! :D
 

Faster horses

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Wow, Tumbleweed Texan, that was very touching.
You have been blessed to have known your dad.

Have you ever read Buck Brannaman's book, "The Faraway Horses."
I think it is one you would really enjoy, not just for the horse
part (that part is super in itself) but because of the horrible
childhood Buck had growing up and the difference a foster
dad made in his life.
 

RodeoFoto

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tumbleweed_texn said:
every day i wake up on top of the dirt is a great moment....lol. honestly, when the doc told me that he could pull dad's feeding tube out and we could bring him home, he said dad would live 3 days tops. when dad came home and asked for chicken fried steak with mashed potatoes, i cooked some up and mashed it all real fine. some good ol' fashion cowboy grub kept my dad goin' for another 3 weeks before he was called home. i cooked for him whenever he asked and that was the best time of my life. he was ready to go home he said, but he didnt wanna go to his grave in debt to his stomach. " git to cookin boy" were his words to me. this man adopted a kid that was no blood kin of his own, but he took me in because he knew i needed a home and his love. everyday i spent with him was my greatest moment. he was not a cowboy, but he knew this hellion he was raising was. never once did he discourage me from being me. he only helped and encouraged me to be that all that i could be. no, he didnt understand when i felt the need to pick myself up outta the dust and go back for more. let me tell ya though, he was right there cheering me on. when i found a job that was too far to ride my horse or walk to, he was the one who took me and then came to get me. setting in church, i would have swore that his arms were 10 feet long, as he could reach to the far end of the pew and thump me on the off side of the head. he wasnt a perfect dad but he was "MY" dad. he taught me everything that i know about life and how to treat others. he taught me how to work and how to treat a lady. to others this may not be a "greatest moment", but every minute i spent with this man was a sho'nuff great moment to this kid that didnt have a snowballs chance. i sure miss him and i only wish that others could have the same chance that i did. i was 4 years old and this man told me that had adopted me. that was my greatest moment.

WOW. That is so amazing it makes me :cry: just reading it!

THANK YOU FOR SHARING!
 
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