You fellers know that feeling when you figure you aren’t ever gonna make a dent in the work you have started — things like digging a water line in rock on June the 24th with the sun doing its job on your head, hauling in bales of hay that are so many you can’t count them without losing track, and visiting with your close relative’s cousin from New York City. Thank the good Lord, I was hauling in hay, but I thought it would never end. That was yesterday and today is not much better.
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Opinion, Pages 5 on 06/30/2010
Print Headline: Insights from Bill