My grandfathers were farmers and so was my dad. Some of my favorite childhood memories were spent on the farm, riding with my grandpa in his jeep to salt the cattle. I’m sure grandpa looked at it as work, but for me and my cousins it was a way to have fun. We took our shoes off and waded in the branch. We bounced around in the jeep like popcorn in a popper. And we always came home tired and dirty.
This picture is of my cousin Daniel and his son Brock. Daniel grew up on the farm where we salted cattle but he now lives in Huntsville, Alabama. Recently Daniel and his wife Lori, took Brock to see some baby calves. I hope Brock gets to go salt cattle someday and I hope he has as much fun as I did all those years ago!