In 1956 my grandfather in Bristol VA had two plow horses and no tractor, no electricity, and no running water.
He paid to have someone else slaughter his hogs.

In 1996 the wife and I in Snohomish WA were engineers.
We paid to have someone else slaughter our hogs.

There is nothing noble in being superior to your fellow man; true nobility is being superior to your former self. -Ernest Hemingway
The man who makes no mistakes does not usually make anything.-- Edward John Phelps