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My journal entry for Monday, June 17, 1968

I got up at 6:30 and had breakfast with the bunch. Dad and the hired men went down south, but I did some stuff around home.

I got in the horses and saddled Sassy. We moved the cattle in the pasture south of the meadow to the tree lot pasture. One old cow had a new calf, so I had to leave her. An old cow of Lloyd’s accidentally got left in the middle pasture, so I rode across the meadow and put her with the others (the wild old critter was hard to get in).

The rest of my morning was spent writing a couple letters—to Franz Zelsacher [pen pal from Austria] [I really wanted a pen pal from Australia, but the pen pal people flubbed the dub] and to Helen Knights [Dad’s second cousin from Thunder Bay, Ontario, Canada].

When Dad came back from the Leach Place, he, John, Ken, and I went to Valentine. We got some candy bars there, and proceeded on to a 4H judging at the Lawrence Turner Ranch near Sparks. We judged classes of hogs, sheep, and the reasons class was Hereford bull calves. My score was 149 (I didn’t place).

We looked through Turner’s house and saw their chinchillas. We stopped at Young’s Western Wear on the way home, and I got two pairs of Levis.

Dad got tired part way home, so I drove. Rev. and Mrs. DeWitt came for supper, as there was a church board meeting later. Lloyd, Doug, and I did chores.

I told Dad I’d settle real cheap on the house remodeling project if he’d go half on a team of horses or mules. I sure hope he considers this, as owning a team is one of my present dreams.
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