All three children helped around the farm as they were growing up, but Weldon knew from the start that he wanted to be a dairy farmer, just like his dad. I guess he figured some sons would come along to help him carry the load. So, first a daughter, then another daughter, and then another daughter.
Really pathetic that I don't have a picture of just the 3 girls :-( |
It seems strange, and I've often asked myself, "WHY weren't there more sons to put their backs to the plow, to carry on the name of this fine family farm?"
This past Monday evening, I got my answer. Papa John brought his 4H Club (and many of the parents) to watch us milk the cows. One lady asked, "What do you do with the calves?" Weldon replied, "We keep the females and SELL THE MALES. There's NO NEED FOR MALES on a dairy farm." It was truly a "light bulb" moment!
In closing, let me say, "Weldon, you should be mighty glad that your dad didn't subscribe to this dairy farm truth!"
And, by way of a postscript to our fabulous grandsons: This farm maxim does not apply to third-generation males. You are safe!!
Hahahah - no use for them!
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