This is my chronicle in which I am recording the last few months of interesting and unforeseen circumstances in my life. My husband had a stint in hospital with an infected hand. Finally after two weeks I realized the inevitable, I was it. I had to take on the farming role; there was no one else. Overnight I had advanced from assistant to full blown manager in charge of too many calving cows and an inexperienced young man.
Wilson, Trudy


