Soapweed
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Bright-eyed and bushy-tailed

Eating some of Sparky's good cooking

He does a fine job.

The master at whatever he does

My dad

This gentleman is Don Henning from Wisconsin. He bought Hereford club calves from my grandpa (Dad's dad) back in 1950, 1951,
and 1952. He had called me this spring saying it was on his "bucket list" to come back to where he had bought those calves so long ago.
He said my granddad had supplied horses for him and a couple other kids that were along. They all rode out into the pasture, gathered
the cattle, and sorted out the calves they were interested in along with their mothers. These they took to the corral where they loaded
the calves on a small truck and headed back to Lincoln, Nebraska, where they all were from. These buying trips were memories which
he has treasured for his lifetime.

Getting cattle to the other side of the meadow so another bunch can be trailed on by

My sister is helping me, since my walking ability is severely hampered.

Sorting some more selling calves

A neighbor helping

This is the old highway. Back in those days, trees were planted alongside the roadways especially to furnish shade for the travelers.
Now the roadside trees are all eliminated. Guess this is the difference that 75 years makes. :?