Mad Dogs and Membership
One of the county Farm Bureau presidents and I decided we would spend a day making calls to prospective new members. I seemed to be on this president’s “Buddy List”because he always wanted me to go with him, which I had no problem with. He was an elderly gentleman and needed to use a cane to get around. On this particular day, I learned that the cane had other uses, which he explained to me.
A Real Case of Courtroom Drama
One snowy evening in January, I was pulling up to a stop sign and the snow plow had just passed through leaving a pile of snow deep enough that if I stopped in the appropriate spot I would surely get stuck. I decided to step on the accelerator and plow my way through. It worked as planned until an officer in a patrol car turned on his lights and pulled me over.
Are You Dr. Spitzer?
A number of years ago while living in Eau Claire, I was asked by the director of the young farmer division if I would drive to the Minneapolis airport and pick up Dr. Spitzer. He was to give a keynote speech at a conference in Eau Claire.
Wake Up the Squirrels!
It was not too long ago, before the age of technology, that Farm Bureau relied on a more hands-on, personal means to convey a message or thought. One of those occasions being the WFBF Annual Meeting’s resolutions session.
Bear at the Board Meeting
The county Farm Bureau board decided to deviate from its normal meeting spot for one month and hold the meeting at a different location. It was decided to hold it at Jump River Roses Bar and Grill just west of Ladysmith.
Cougars in My Headlights
It was about 10:30 p.m. one summer evening when I was headed home from a meeting in Cameron. I had just turned south off from Highway 8 and headed up the ramp onto Highway 53.
Our staff met for a meeting in Madison on the day before a commodity conference. Our meeting lasted until about 4 p.m., and then we checked in at a local motel. After supper, we were looking for something to do and someone mentioned “Let’s go bowling.”