My dad was able to get me to do something this past week that I've been able to get out of for nearly the last 5 years. Load out pigs. I don't know how he did it. But he was extremely proud. Monday evening we spent 2 1/2 hours directing 400 pigs from their pens to the semi. Here we are in uniform.
And here he is. Beaming with pride.
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