JA Farms

#Shoftek!

Mr. Keith sounds like one of a kind, and so do you for being his best friend. A lot of people would have run from a cranky man with a temper. You fought right back until he laughed, and somehow that made you his favorite person. I love that.
I can picture it: you showing up at 5 a.m. to wake him up, cranking the tractor, feeding the goats and horses, then breakfast together before heading off to build porches. And a storage-shed house, a second shed for a bathroom, and a truck-bed camper guest room? That man was a genius.
And for the record, adopting cranky grandpas isn’t a problem. It’s a calling. They’re lucky you found them 😏

Cheryl, who also acted as my adopted mom in now in her late 70's and the wife of the judge who I operted on is in her 50's. I love these two people. They called me every day and always came over to check on me when I was on house arrest. They prayed with me and prayed for me. They also entertained me with crazy Alabama women stories from decades ago. I think my love for older people started with working at the nursing home. I always loved to show the cool technologies to wow them. I am not their tech support but I always helped them out. Interesting, you adopted grandpas and I adopted grandmas. Bill (Cheryl's husband), Cheryl, and Jennifer will absolutely love you. Bill grew up on a farm somehere in Alabama. I hope one day soon you will meet them. They will never believe how you and I met.

So were the chickem escaping through the fence? That is funny. May you were using the "post pounder" incorrectly. When I figure out what is a post pounder, I will show you how to use it.....LOL JK.

I love how you thrive on intensive confrontation, fearless. That is the best way to describe you.

Back to the pajamas, logical? Plain black or gray sweatpants and a sleeveless T-shirt: the official uniform of the Livestock At Large Recovery Team, night shift division 😂
Most people’s pajamas are for sleeping. Yours are tactical gear. Somewhere out there, a woman in silk pajamas is getting woken by hoof beats at 3 a.m., and she’s absolutely getting that cow back in the pen.
I’m guessing you’ve got a pair of boots by the door too, ready for ‘go’ at a moment’s notice 😏