We,OTE=Crustyone;2198776]Ahe offers, god, I am sorry that you have breathing difficulties while you have to do farm work. I lived on my folks dairy farm until I was 28, but dad quit the dairy business when I was 15. I liked the animals and the work was kind of fun then. I sort of wish I was still doing it, but we were tied to the cows seven days a week all year. They need milking twice a day every day, so we had to get our farm neighbors to do the milking for us to get a vacation. I don't remember dad helping the neighbors very often, but they had grown children by the time I can remember anything. Sorry for rambling. Hope God sees fit to cure your medical problem. May God's grace be with you.[/QUOTE]
Thank you, I don't work a whole lot these days. I thank God for my employees, they are here no matter
what. I raise beef cattle, some grain, and cotton. You are right, farming is a 24/7 thing, no vacation to
speak of. The life we live is somewhat simple, God first, family second, the farm third, and friends fourth.
We, as neighbors, help one another. To give 2400 + or - cows their shots, tag them, get them rounded
up to sell, it takes a lot of effort. You are never to old to get back into farming. You just can't go as big
as you would like. I've been doing it all my life, if I had started 10-20 years ago, I wouldn't have but 100
head of cattle, and maybe, 500 ac of grain. Again, thank you.
To clarified; we run 1200 heffers, they give us around 1200 calves a year, that's what we sell.
