Soapweed
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My journal entry for Saturday, January 27, 1968
I didn't break any records rolling out of bed this morning. Mom woke me up at 7:30, and I put away a good breakfast.
I bundled up pretty good today, as the weather made a turn for the worse. It was still not too bad, as it melted just a little.
A pleasant surprise was awaiting me. I kind of anticipated a rather hard day, helping to feed all the cattle for both today and tomorrow. Lloyd and I fed hay while Dad caked the cows. I inquired as to how much hay the big cow bunch was to get, and Lloyd surprised me by saying "none." We finished feeding around here, and then came back and put the tractor away.
I helped Dad work in the barn, fixing the saddle room. Lloyd started to grind a load of grain, and I ended up helping him. The spark plugs on the tractor went bad, and the outfit choked down and killed just at noon. We went in to eat, and forgot our troubles momentarily. I even had time for a short siesta.
Dad went to town to get spark plugs, and Lloyd and I pitched off a little more hay. We loaded on a stack butt in the southeast yard of the home meadow, but had quite a time contending with deep snow.
Lloyd and I finished grinding the load of grain, and then unloaded it in the "bull bin" in the granary.
Dad and I worked some more in the saddle room while Lloyd filled the pickup with cake for tomorrow. Then Lloyd and I did chores rather early at 5:00. He went to Valentine, and I went to the house to clean up for the "big night."
February 1st will be Uncle Joy's and Aunt Lois' twentieth wedding anniversary but we celebrated tonight. Uncle Joy's, Uncle Stan's, Weber's, Grandma, and Mrs. Forester were guests for the occasion.
We had a gay old time and a good supper. Everything from mountain oysters to a Swedish smorgasbord was on the menu.
The 7th, 8th, and 9th grades had a party tonight, so Sandra, Deb, and Sarah had to "eat and run." Uncle Joy and Dad took them to town. Greg Weber was already in town, so he didn't make it at all tonight to the anniversary party.
Ken, John, and I goofed off and chewed the rag most of the night. We moseyed down to the barn, and I gave them a guided tour of our remodeled set-up. They seemed to be impressed. The rest of the evening we sat around and listened to the radio.
Bonnie Weber acted as master-of-ceremonies for the short program tonight. She gave a reading on Uncle Joy's and Aunt Lois' life careers, married life, and their "dreams for the future." Some of the kids sang a few numbers to round out the evening.
It's midnight so I'm getting ready to turn in.
I didn't break any records rolling out of bed this morning. Mom woke me up at 7:30, and I put away a good breakfast.
I bundled up pretty good today, as the weather made a turn for the worse. It was still not too bad, as it melted just a little.
A pleasant surprise was awaiting me. I kind of anticipated a rather hard day, helping to feed all the cattle for both today and tomorrow. Lloyd and I fed hay while Dad caked the cows. I inquired as to how much hay the big cow bunch was to get, and Lloyd surprised me by saying "none." We finished feeding around here, and then came back and put the tractor away.
I helped Dad work in the barn, fixing the saddle room. Lloyd started to grind a load of grain, and I ended up helping him. The spark plugs on the tractor went bad, and the outfit choked down and killed just at noon. We went in to eat, and forgot our troubles momentarily. I even had time for a short siesta.
Dad went to town to get spark plugs, and Lloyd and I pitched off a little more hay. We loaded on a stack butt in the southeast yard of the home meadow, but had quite a time contending with deep snow.
Lloyd and I finished grinding the load of grain, and then unloaded it in the "bull bin" in the granary.
Dad and I worked some more in the saddle room while Lloyd filled the pickup with cake for tomorrow. Then Lloyd and I did chores rather early at 5:00. He went to Valentine, and I went to the house to clean up for the "big night."
February 1st will be Uncle Joy's and Aunt Lois' twentieth wedding anniversary but we celebrated tonight. Uncle Joy's, Uncle Stan's, Weber's, Grandma, and Mrs. Forester were guests for the occasion.
We had a gay old time and a good supper. Everything from mountain oysters to a Swedish smorgasbord was on the menu.
The 7th, 8th, and 9th grades had a party tonight, so Sandra, Deb, and Sarah had to "eat and run." Uncle Joy and Dad took them to town. Greg Weber was already in town, so he didn't make it at all tonight to the anniversary party.
Ken, John, and I goofed off and chewed the rag most of the night. We moseyed down to the barn, and I gave them a guided tour of our remodeled set-up. They seemed to be impressed. The rest of the evening we sat around and listened to the radio.
Bonnie Weber acted as master-of-ceremonies for the short program tonight. She gave a reading on Uncle Joy's and Aunt Lois' life careers, married life, and their "dreams for the future." Some of the kids sang a few numbers to round out the evening.
It's midnight so I'm getting ready to turn in.