"Janet, the rancher I worked for in the late 1990s, called me out of the blue last week.
Janet Main is in her 80s now. She had been talking with her daughter the night before. Cas Main was the first rancher I worked for. Cas is a little older than me and she is surviving the unsurvivable – Huntington’s disease.
“Janet,” I said. “This is really, really weird.” (I said it just like that.)
“Yesterday I was remembering that time when I came up to the calving field after midnight looking for you in that driving snow storm and I found you trying to pull that drowning calf out of the slough.”
“I was telling Cas that story last night,” she said. “How you got there just in time.”
“We saved the calf, Janet”
“Yes, we did.”