H is for History

I love that Father's Day falls during National Dairy Month. My Dad was a fourth generation dairy farmer. All of his brothers were also dairy farmers. This photo is of my Grandma and Grandpa Brown and their five good looking farmer sons. My Dad Glen is on the far right.

A few short years after this picture was taken, my Mom and Dad were married and started a farm of their own.

With much pride and pleasure my Dad got up early every morning to milk and care for the cows. Being the youngest in my family, I got Dad all to myself when my brother and sister went off to school and my Mom went to her off the farm job. 

Riding on Grandpa's John Deere "A" tractor, bottle feeding the calves, eating fried egg sandwiches for lunch, it all seemed fun with Dad. After a day of work on the farm, it was always family dinner at 5:00 before milking cows in the evening. Dinner time was always family time to reflect on, and appreciate everyone's day. Besides a strong work ethic, I love that Dad and Mom instilled the value of family time.

Happy Father's Day Dad. Love and miss you.

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