Westside Eagle-Observer

A feller needs to make sure his business is in order

- By Bill Bill is the pen name used by the Gravette area author of this weekly column. Opinions expressed are those of the author.

The wind blew so hard it almost blew the pliers out of my holder. I was on the roof of the little well house trying to nail the tin back down and thought I was back in the west. It is never supposed to blow this hard here, and it wasn’t a sustained wind. It didn’t make me much difference as I was hanging on tight to any hold I could find.

I had driven up the dirt road between our place and the neighbor when I noticed an unusual sound, sorta like tin flopping and then it dawned on me that it probably was. I was right. Two sheets were loose and one was about to fly to Alabama! That was when I should have called the offspring and didn’t because I can do it myself! My famous smartalec self says that often and gets the rest of me in deep mire.

The roof on that building is slightly leaning to the north and that helped some, so I was not in too much danger — just made me wonder what would happen if I was laid up for six months. I finished the job and went on to look at the wheat I had been wanting to use for the steers but was beat on the bid.

I was still sorta shaky and thinking as I drove along and all sorts of things running through my head. I know, without a doubt, that I am not indispensa­ble except maybe to my close relative. I have things pretty well taken care of as far as keeping the place going. I do not have some things set in stone that probably should be.

It is almost Christmas and we are blessed to be able to provide a good one for our family. We buy too much like most of America does, but we pay as we go and we sure do enjoy giving the gifts! I wonder if I have another signature on the farm account, sorta like a stray thought creeping in and across my thought pattern. I know the other account gets plenty of workout by my close relative and our offspring, all three of them, are on the books as able to write on that account. But could anyone get into the farm account if I couldn’t?

What about the leased place that has no papers attached to it showing the time and amount of payment? I don’t think either of the fellers knows a darn thing about it because it was a handshake years ago. Sure, I have paid a little more yearly because prices of leased land do escalate and I realize that!

It is my opinion, and everyone has one, a feller with more than a rented house and boat payment sure needs to get around and take care of his business. I feel like things are OK, even kinda jaunty about it, but a lesson in the wind might help more than me if you are listening.

I made a list of several things to take care of when I got home and I suggest it for other farmers. I hope the man who borrowed my welder wagon has told someone that, if he dies, the thing does not belong to him!

We are still having flaming turkey wings and being thankful!

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