I spent my first 18 years on an irrigated cotton, milo, wheat, alfalfa farm. That’s work.

Too old to do that again. I’m going to cut down a bunch of cedars to put in my pond. Cover for small bluegills from the water turkeys that have cleaned me out again.Actually, I’m going to sit on a 4 wheeler and direct grandsons what to do. I told them no beer until the job is finished. They said ok but that has to go both ways. They aren’t about to work their butts off and watch me drink beer. Don’t know what’s wrong with this younger generation.