Published by admin on Wed, 02/07/2024 - 10:33am
I still remember the look on my now father-in-law’s face when he rattled up in his blue ranch truck to the middle of the pasture we call Hidden City. His dogs piled out, then he climbed out and then he just looked at me. Brad and I were scooping muck out of a stock tank, getting it ready to cement the bottom. Dave had brought the sacks of cement. And to my knowledge he had no idea I’d be out there helping. We had been dating for about six days. Maybe 10. You know, the time in a relationship when the guy is trying to impress the gal?
I was sunburnt, covered in mud, and grinning.