I have many. I'll try to tell this one.
My father had a summer job as a school boy, helping a neighbor farmer grade a gravel road.
One of his jobs was water the horses. Scotthorn had rented a small pastor from Richardson for a place for the horses to roll of the harness feel, and rest overnight. The horses did not need to graze the pasture, they were fed grain, and hay.
My father was to fill the stock tank with the hand pump. The first night Richardson walks down to the well, and tells my father to not fill the tank full, as his sheep in that pasture had been living on morning dew.
So my father was getting two different orders. I asked what he did? He said, "Richardson could not fire me, but Scotthorn could, I filled it up".
Last edited by wabigoon; 07/15/20.
