Friday, September 4, 2009

Kim Ogden wrote:

"I remember Grandpa drivin' me up the road from the ranch towards Big Rock Candy Mountain to run some cow back in his white '59 Caddy. He put me out on the side of the road behind 10-15 cows and he drove beside me and the cows. Well, hundreds of mosquitoes were all over my arms, face, back, legs, and me sayin' 'Grandpa, they are eatin' me up!' and him sayin' 'Watch that cow, she's tryin' to go around you and don't worry. They won't eat all of you up, you're a young man.'

"Once he was cuttin' hay with Dic and Doc, the brown Clydesdales, and I had caught a woodchuck by tossin' my shirt over it. I yelled at Grandpa to come and see what I caught. He got a pitch fork and stuck my woodchuck dead, sayin', 'The darn things dig holes in my fields that horses could break a leg in.' He taught me how to work and I loved him dearly."

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