Hay Stories

Ain't no bogeyman in the hayJust you and I wanting to playAin't no spell to drive me awayJust love in the north fortyOnly dusk can keep me at bayWhen the fog falls on the quayJust me, Get ShortyAnd Little FauntleroyAin't no bogeyman in the hay The only thing in the hayIs me and you trying to playThen out of the blueWe hear a moo from the cowWe continue the roll in the hayThe cows moo in appreciation

Dad was a very special person to me. Here are a couple of special stories about Dad that tell you about our relationship. The first story is one set in the deep snows of a spring blizzard. We had about 4 foot of snow on the level with more in drifts. After the snow had stopped, Dad and Granddad turned to caring for the livestock. The cattle were fine as they were in along the meadows and in reach of hay. However, the wint...