Ranching is not for me. Junior high L A County 1958. I had Mr. Macintyre’s eight grade science class fourth period just before lunch break. We were all just settling in at our desks when Mr. Byerman, a tall red hair and bespectacled no non-sense teacher with a public-address speaker like voice came to Mac’sContinue reading “What does this have to do with my science class?”
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Okie Haiku: No moo on your shoe.
Okie Haiku Where you step In the yard of bovine Is not where you want to be
It was like having cows in our front yard.
The dairy came to us. The chilled paper carton I picked up from the dairy case read 2% MILK. Homogenized Fortified with vitamin-D. All printed on a half-gallon paper carton with a plastic screw off pouring spout. As I held it in my left hand, I couldn’t help but remember Johnny the milkman. A neatlyContinue reading “It was like having cows in our front yard.”