This is something that happened when I was probably four. My parents and I lived on a small farm, forty acre farm. We had a few beef cows. We had a few chickens. I don’t know if we had pigs at that time or not. I don’t remember the pigs. And there’s a picture of me with some baby ducks, so maybe we had ducks, too. I don’t know, I don’t remember the ducks.
But these beef cows, you know, the purpose of raising beef cows is to have calves and raise up the calves and sell them. And, one day a guy drove in with his car and my dad and I went and walked over to his car and he opened the trunk and there was a calf. A little baby calf. And I was amazed. So my dad and this guy got the calf out of the trunk and we took it into the car — ah, into the barn, into where the cows were. And I thought that that was how you got calves, some guy brings them in the trunk of his car. I don’t know the circumstances of that. Maybe we had a cow that had had a calf that had died and — I don’t know. I — my dad does not remember this at all.
So anyway, sometime after that, my dad said to me, “The next couple of days, we’re gonna have a new calf.” And I thought, “Great!” And man, I watched for that guy in his car to bring that calf. I watched every car that went by. And this was, you know, we lived on a dirt road. Not many cars went by. So every car that went by, I looked at it hopefully that maybe this was the guy bringing us the calf.
So, one morning when Dad — when my dad said, “Oh, we had a new calf, got the new calf last-” or, “We had a new calf last night,” I was so disappointed that I hadn’t been there to see the guy bring us this calf. And I have no idea how long this thought persisted that this is the way you get calves is a guy brings them in a car, I have no idea. But you know, that’s what I thought at the time.