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I guess you’d say I did not move around much in 50 years because I live only four miles from where I lived in my high school days. I gave Uncle Sam two years of that time, married, and raised two sons, and I’m still running my own excavating business, and still married to the same woman.

I’m always looking for a way to make the “big buck” and in 1994, I hit upon the idea of raising ostriches. After checking out the market I was convinced that ostrich meat would eventually replace beef because of its taste and low-fat quality.

So I bought four ostriches and after raising them for a year, I bought two extra and they started to lay eggs. Risking life and limb to gather eggs and incubate them, we hatched several batches of baby ostriches, which eventually ended up in our freezer.

Needless to say, the lucrative market never materialized, and putting up with the temperament of Papa Ostrich got to be too much. So after four years, I gave up, and went to a friendlier livestock and one of a more controllable size ¾ miniature horses.

One of these days I may get old enough to retire, but when I do, it will only be to start another business less demanding. Got to keep going to hopefully, out-run old age!