and my Uncle, Robert Hawley.
Do not get worried I did not pay much for it. I hope you will not think that A.G. has gone plain loco mad in his older years. But to my surprise, what happiness I discovered getting behind the wheel and driving my livestock truck.
I also discovered something that has haunted me all my life. Most of you know the story of how my dad died. We were in his livestock truck hauling cattle when he had a heart attack and died. At the time of his death I was 8 years old.