One day when I was helping my Dad (Harry Wilhelm) brand some calves at the Wilhelm corrals across from the Sherwood’s Hilltop Dairy, we saw Linc (I’m guessing him to have been about 5 or 6 years old) coming up to the branding chute where Harry was standing. Linc had a cowboy hat and a little cotton rope coiled up in his hand.
He asked, “Who’s the boss of this outfit?”
Harry responded with, “Why?”
Linc came out in as husky a voice as he could muster: “I’m tired of that damn Sherwood outfit and I’m looking for a job.”
Submitted by LaVerl Wilhelm
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