BROWN
SWISS
It
was daytime school
gig
up in a in a north
country.
farming
community
Kids doing the Virginia
Reel
and you could tell who lived on a
farm,
the great odor of cow and
silage.
One farm boy was
blind,
his sister was helping
him
through the
reel.
We got invited to their house for
supper.
Got there late
afternoon,
the boy was parading a Brown Swiss
heifer
around the
barnyard.
“Hey
Dudley
” he
shouted.
He probably could tell who I
was
because I smelled like a
fiddle.
I said, “What are you doing with a Brown Swiss?
I thought you folks had
Jerseys
.”
“We do.” he replied. “But
Dad went to an auction
to get me a heifer for 4-H, and he made a
mistake.”
Dudley Laufman