can't keep those heifers any placethe school bus would pull into the lane there's a cow in the front yard again eating pears underneath the tree. Each cow had a name and history some were named after Dynasty on t.v. I remember Alexis, Skyhook, and Vee Princess, Star, and Molly. just the memories of this dairy farmer's daughter. We'd come home from school and find a list of chores and some homemade cookies to eat before we went back outdoors Mom and Dad had gone to town for a part for something that had broke down and they relied upon their dairy farmer daughters. Now the old milk barn doesn't stand there anymore no more Axsom's with five gallon buckets out doing chores or climbing up on the well to ride old King our retired star of the barrel racing ring while Wart Hog the dog hid in the jimson weeds. When I was a kid I couldn't understand my parents fierce attachment to this land and why they chose such a hard way of life for a husband and a wife just why did they become dairy farmers? Lots of folks had dairies way back then, but I haven't seen a Mid-Am truck rumblin' down a blacktop since I don't know when. The milk truck driver David made me swoon, he looked like the Shaun Cassidy poster in my room, on milk truck days I was glad to be a dairy farmers daughter! My dad was color blind and couldn't tell red from green so the day lil' sister got bucked off a calf he thought mom was mean how could she laugh when baby daughter was covered in blood? (turned out to be cow manure and mud) never a dull moment when you're a dairy farmers daughter! My mom sang along with 61 Country on the radio and played piano at church the mornings she got done milkin' early 'nuff to go when she had a free moment she'd read a book curled up in a chair twisting a lock of hair and take a break from being a dairy farmer. There were hot summer nights at the county fair and moonlit drives down dirt roads goin' no where I married the boy I loved back then we have Koren, KJ, & Katie and our grandson Ian I was a lucky dairy farmer's daughter. Sometimes I wonder what our children will remember from their youth, if in the lessons we tried to teach they'll find some truth, we were young and made it up as we went along, but they still turned out smart and strong, the children of this dairy farmer's daughter. I've been at the hog farm 19 years come May, still walking 'round in gumboots most every day. some mornings getting out of bed is rough, but I was raised to be tough. The stuff that makes a dairy farmer's daughter. I didn't appreciate those lessons way back when, now I'd give anything to see Dad leanin' on the barn yard gate talking to Donnie again Him and Mom got fifty years lots of laughter and lots of tears raising their dairy farm son and daughters.