Although we didn't live on the "home farm" growing up, I have many fond memories. The most distinct is the summer I turned 16. My job for those months was to do the morning milking of approximately 125 cows, bottle-feed approximately 20 calves and power-wash the parlor six mornings per week from 6:00-9:00am. I gained so much respect for my dad and his vocation that summer. My favorite part was helping pull calves.
Here are some other highlights of our goodbye tour:
|The "shop" in the machine shed|
|No green tractors here!|
|Great Uncle Kevin's go-kart (they've never seen it actually run)|
|Riding the Kubota around the muddy yard|
|Feeding cows with Grandpa|
|Goodbye, cows. Donsons Farm won't be the same without you!|