Sunday, November 8, 2020

2020

2020 has been a real bummer of a year. We just went through an awful election cycle and unless some kind of miracle happens Biden is our new president. I think the only reason for that is due to so many people voting Biden even though they don't like him but because they hate Trump more. There are a lot of conservatives who didn't vote, voted Biden or some other alternative simply because they hate Trump and didn't want to vote for him. That is not the best way to decide who to vote for in my opinion.

I am also tiered of the COVID19 stuff. I am now working for a place that has a mask mandate. I won't even get started on what I think of that. What a joke. This year has just been one joke after another. I am ready for it to be over.   

Tuesday, October 27, 2020

Cow Chips: Mangers

 It has been over 11 years since I wrote anything related to my stories about cows, I believe I started this project in 2008, and first published the stories on my blog in 2009. This morning, and I mean morning, it is 3:40am, I was in bed awake, unable to go back to sleep and thinking about Cow Chips, thinking about my stories about cows and mangers.... I have a Cow Chips heading called "licking the manger clean", however, this post is more about the structure of the manger itself than about the cows. To explain I will have to give some background about our feed lot. 

Our feed lot was set up with 3 sets of mangers to feed the cows. In the front were the silage mangers, they ran the length of the feed lot and were made out of concrete. They were solid, unmovable and by far the area of our coral system that required the least amount of maintenance.  The back mangers were our hay mangers which included the smaller pen / mangers where we could feed the calves away  from the cows so that they could get a fair share and not be trampled. These mangers were made from wood.... I feel some explanation about the wood and or materials these mangers are made from is necessary. Our corals were built from materials that can be described as #1 cheap, and #2 what was available. The lumber used to build them was obtained from the local lumber yard and consisted of boards of various different sizes that were warped, split or otherwise unusable for the construction of homes or buildings. The lumber yard would take these construction rejects, stuff that a contractor would not accept or use and throw them into a pile of boards. When the lumber yard had a good sized pile they would call and we would go and pick them up, purchasing the pile at a fraction of the cost of buying quality lumber. We would then use this mismatched pile of boards to build and repair corrals and mangers. Repair of mangers and corrals also included salvaging anything that we could find that would make it so that we didn't have to go and get as many new boards out of our pile. This included saving nails, dad had a bucket full of old nails that had been pulled out and saved. On many occasions we would spend more time taking broken boards apart, pulling nails and piecing them back together again using old nails that we had to straighten so that we could hammer them back in than we would spend actually making a repair. "Use it up, wear it out, make it do, or do without" was the moto around our farm and ranch. 

The coral configuration had the concrete manger in the front that ran the length of all the corals, with a single fence in between each corral in the front closest to the concrete mangers. The corrals were in pairs and there was a water trough set in between each pair of corrals in the middle of this fence so that there was one water trough for 2 corrals. On the back side the corrals separated to accommodate a single hay stack in between the 2 corrals forming an L shape on one side and a backwards L shape on the other. Each corral had a hay manger along the area where the hay stack was.  These hay mangers were not concrete, they were made entirely from the assorted lumber I described above. 

I describe all of this because it is the mangers that I am writing about. When they were first built they were straight, as in the fences stood straight vertically as well as being in a straight line. I was not around when they were new and so all I can remember is the hay mangers being in some form of disrepair, leaning heavily toward the hay stacks and in a slight zig zag line along their length. This is what was on my mind early this morning, the process of how these mangers got to be in this state. Here is where the cows come into the story. In an earlier section I tell about how the cows will lick the manger clean, they will stretch and strain to reach every last little flake of hay that they can get to. Thinking about the corrals my brother built when he moved the feed lot to Ivins, what he did different and ways the difference can be used as a life analogy is what had my mind going this morning so that I couldn't sleep. The mangers I grew up with that my dad and uncles built were short on the outside of the corral. They had a short board, just high enough to keep the cows from pushing the hay off of the back side. My brother on the other hand, built mangers with a taller piece of corrugated metal on the out side, tall enough that when the cows put their head into the manger they can't see over it. The effect is revealed in the condition of the corrals. The old feed lot mangers have fences that are leaning heavily toward the hay stack, posts that are pushing out of the ground, boards that are bowed and warped and broken from constant strain. My brother's corral fences remain straight. Because the cows can see what is beyond the manger at the old feed lot they will persistently stain against the manger fence, 15 to 20 cows 1800 to 2500 pounds each applying steady pressure against a barrier to reach what they can see just beyond will cause even the strongest fence to lean, warp, and break over time. Where as my brother's manger, where the cows can easily reach everything they can see will not apply that steady pressure against the manger fence. Another interesting observation is related to the concrete mangers. Even though they were low on the outside and the cows could see over them, they were built of a stronger material that was unmovable, therefore, we did not have the same leaning bowing effect on the manger fence with these mangers because of their construction. 

There are many analogies that can be derived from this observation about our farm and the cows. If you constantly and consistently push the boundaries, the commandments, you will eventually break them. The concrete mangers were like building on a sure foundation or "rock" and were therefore better able to withstand the constant pressure applied by the cows in a way that the wooden mangers were not able to bear. Interestingly enough, the posts of the wooden mangers were set in sand and therefore had a "sandy" foundation making them more susceptible to the forces that constantly beat against them. The concrete mangers are an example of how taking the extra time and effort necessary to build something will make it last longer. The cows constantly pushing against the manger to reach those fleeting little bits of hay can be related to us when we push boundaries for things of this world that are not eternal and that are here today and gone tomorrow.

As is always the case I am not certain that all of what I was thinking this morning has been portrayed accurately in what I have written here. It is early, and I am feeling the tiredness of being up far too early. I will leave it to the reader to draw conclusions from my thoughts about mangers and cows. I hope that these personal conclusions will provide insights that will help those who read in some small way. I am trying to incorporate President Eyring's insight that he shared in 2007 where he shares about a time he had an impression that the Lord was speaking to his mind saying "I'm not giving you these experiences for yourself. Write them down."     

Sunday, October 25, 2020

Time for an update

I was just looking at the blog itself.... I think that it is time for some updates. The pictures are really old..... There are so many thing that has happened since I wrote last, 4 missionaries, high school graduations, college students, Joe my youngest is a senior. We have moved multiple times as well. This could possibly be a way for the family to keep up with what is going on in our lives.... sort of like the weekly email. 

Today I have a little bit of a cough and have not been feeling great the last couple of days so I decided to stay home from church. I don't think that I am sick with COVID but, I know that people get nervous when you cough, and so I am at home while my family is at church. Hopefully I will be feeling better tomorrow after a day of rest. That is the idea I guess. 

Thinking about my journals

 The last couple of weeks I have been thinking about my journals that I have kept over the years. This blog is one of them. As I was thinking about things I have written in the past I thought about the stories that I had written about the cows and the fact that I lost the thumb drive that they were stored on. I remembered posting them on this blog and checked to see if I still have access to it, which to my delight I still do. I am glad that the stories I wrote are still here, that they were not lost with the thumb drive, another reason to keep a journal, and to keep it in more than one format. Barb and I talked about what we would do if our home burned down, related to things we would like to change about our current home. As I thought about this loosing the home doesn’t necessarily concern me, yes it would be a difficult trial, however, as I think about that possibility the items that would be devastating to lose are things like our journals. Of all of the possessions I can think of that I would really hate to lose, journals, family videos, pictures, this type of things are the ones that would make me the most sad to lose. When my mom’s basement flooded, those are the things that we lost that were the hardest.... for example, all of the letters that I wrote on my mission are all gone, along with the letters that I received from my family. Today, with e-mail, many if not all of those letters would have been preserved, at least all of the electronic letters. This blog would survive such an event. Yes things can happen to electronic writings. Which is why I am now convinced that keeping more than one format is a good way to preserve our journals. I look forward to reading through some of what I have written in the past. There is much that can be learned from looking back at the person we were.

Friday, July 18, 2014

A few days later

So here it is a few days later, I have already fallen into the "not writing on my blog" trap again after one post where I said "It has been a while" Sigh.... Sometimes I don't write because I don't feel like I have anything to say. This is probably true most of the time.... I wonder if that is why Mormon only wrote a "100th" part of the story when he abridged the Book of Mormon. Was the rest of it just mindless drivel like my journals are? I really hope not, but, there has got to be some of what he left out that really has no point. Hopefully if that is the case it is because someone has already said it. Unfortunately I do not think that is the case with my writings. My writings have no point some times simply because they have no point. Like today, the only reason I am writing is so I don't have to say "well it has  been a while, again."
My mother-in-law has been staying with us this week. Yesterday she mentioned that she would like to hear me play and sing. I got the guitar out for the first time in a long time and sat down to play.  

It was nice to sit on the back deck in the middle of July, the weather was very pleasant, and sing and play. Barb took this picture and posted it on Facebook. There have been a lot of comments about it. This is something I enjoy but do not do enough of. I have not taken time for these little pleasures lately. I hope I can follow the council given by President Norquist when he set me apart for my calling in the bishopric to find balance between work, family, calling and time for myself. I have not figured that one out just yet. I am however going to spend the day tomorrow refereeing soccer, something else that I really enjoy. It has been a very nice week. There is a lot going on, but, this week for some reason, I have been able to slow down just a little bit. Tonight I get to go to a concert with Rachel. I don't think I have ever done anything like that with any of my kids. Barb is unable to go because her mom is here, I am excited to go with Rachel. We take her to Utah for school in a month. My how the time flies.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

So it has been a while......

Dang, I have already used that title before.... oh well, it has been a while. I was recently reading an article in the Ensign about keeping a journal.... one of the suggestions was to keep a journal by keeping a blog.... made me think of my blog and the fact that it has been a really long time since I have posted anything to it. I am really bad that way, I will make entries in my journal or on my blog and then I will go for a long time and not make any. Sigh, I always have the excuse of how busy things are.... So that isn't really a good excuse, I know.
A brief run down of the summer so far....
Remodel projects, graduation, girls camp, trek, more remodel projects, work, serving in callings.... I could go on and on. Funny story about the latest remodel project. So I am redoing the bathroom in the basement, new shower, new vanity, new sink new toilet, floor, the whole works. The bathroom down stairs has no HVAC vent so in the winter it is cold. That being said, we decide to put a fan/light/heater in the ceiling. This requires a 20 amp circuit, it only has a 15 amp circuit. So, I am pulling new 12 gauge wire from the panel for the 20 amp circuit, this requires the drilling of holes through the floor joists to get the wire where I need it.I cut several holes in the sheet rock.... next time I am just going to tear the sheet rock out, live and learn.... and find that drilling holes is difficult because there isn't a lot of room for the drill / drill bit combo. Anyway, in one particularly tight spot I cannot really see what I am doing as I drill the hole. Good thing that the sister missionaries are present when I do this because I drilled a 3/4" hole through the floor, yes all the way through the new hard wood floor in our living room. I think that the missionaries being there is the only thing that kept Barb from killing me. I know their presence is the only thing that kept me from swearing. Since the sisters were there, all we could do was laugh about it. Right now the rug covers the hole nicely, it is going to be a lot of work to replace the plank with the hole in it, so it may be a while.... Sigh, live an learn, take the sheet rock out so you can see what you are doing, the sheet rock is much easier to fix than the floor. The whole process is teaching us patience, control, skills and a whole lot of other stuff.
I think that another change since the last time that I wrote on my blog is that I am no longer with Aarmac, however, I still work for Robert, Mac and Debbie at the shop. I am now managing the shop so that it can be a profitable operation instead of just a drain. I actually like being at the shop, mostly because there is some variety, and I am not sitting in a cubical all day. I can get out and turn a wrench, drive a truck, mow the weeds and basically get away from my desk from time to time. I have enjoyed it.
So ok, time flies when you are writing on a blog, it need to go. Hopefully I will make more frequent entries.

Tuesday, September 24, 2013

9.24.13

My oldest daughter turned 18 yesterday. The next one in line turns 16 next month. It is hard to believe that I have kids that old, one on a mission, my youngest on his last year in elementary school. Here is Jacob's latest letter:

Oi minha família!
Hopefully all is well in your various parts of the U.S. Things are well here...I am getting a little antsy to get into the field (though I'm sure that after some time there I will wish I was back here). For those that haven't heard, we got our reassignments yesterday. I am going to the SLC South Mission until I get my visa. I honestly couldn't be anymore excited. The Lord knows me so well and I feel that the SLC South mission is perfect for me. I leave the MTC Tuesday at 5am.
Other than that, not too much to report. We had in-field orientation yesterday, which was a powerful spiritual learning experience. We talked about finding people to teach, faith, working with members, and they had lots of cool objects lessons to demonstrate everything. It was really cool.
We also got to see part of a film by T.C. Christensen and Rob Tanner, who made 17 Miracles. It is called "Ephraim's Rescue." I don't remember when it comes out on DVD so that those who don't live in Utah can see it, but for those that live here, Brother Tanner said that it is in theaters for a short while longer.
So, because everything that we do is rather unchanging, I don't have anything else to report today. Not this Monday but the next will be my next email, and then I will get to tell you what I have done in the field for a few days.
Anyway, I love you all and wish you all well. You are constantly in my prayers.

Até mais!


Elder Jacob C. Frei

He is doing really well, I am glad that he is willing and that he is better prepared than I was. 

Not sure why I thought of my blog today, but thought that I should put something on it.