Well, in some ways this was a sad day. I helped Ken Shriver load the Crown S cow herd to be shipped. Certainly he is in no shape to run that place, and no one else seems to be interested. All the boys were there except Frankie. It went well. We cut back a few lame cows, one old hide that needs shot, and a calf. Erma was distraught, and that was expected. The buyer told me to do the counting..he said he always had a woman count if one was in the corral. Humm. The calves go in about two weeks.

Bob plowed at the airport. He looked on the internet this morning and saw that stuff was coming in under instrument controls, so he got out there early. Isn't it amazing what you can find on the internet.