Lessons By My Dad - Our Little White Donkey

When I was 7 or 8 years old we lived on a small farm in south willard, not far from the weber county line in Utah. We had 2 or 3 milk cows, one we miked for our use and dad would buy baby calves at auction to put with the other cows after they calved. We had Holstein cows and they produced enough milk to feed 3 or 4 calves. One of those cows just had her calf and dad went to the auction get some baby calves to put with her. But when he got home there was no baby calves, but there was a surprise. He had 2 little donkeys a brown one and a white one. The Biblically correct name for a male Donkey Would be Jackass. And it Didn't take long to find out that our little jackass could also be The Figurative Jackass as well. Little did I know that our little Donkey would set the Stage for a valuable lesson. A lesson I have carried with me my whole life.