Krl and I made a mad dash to Midland yesterday. It is getting where I really despise these trips. We always seem so rushed, always more to do than is humanly possible. I suppose the correct destination order would be Odessa, Midland, Midland, Midland, Midland, Midland, Midland, Midland and finally St. Lawrence.

Whew!

The only thing we did for our own enjoyment was whip in at Logan's for a late lunch.

This morning we were in decent shape at the bale dock and in the seed house.

Tomorrow is a maintenance Sunday and we will begin shipping what should be the next to the last round of Richmond loads.

Tomorrow is also the Daytona 500, NASCAR's season opener. Krl and I haven't decided whaqt we are going to do with our day. Last maintenance Sunday we did nothing. I had employees working and I wasn't going to ask them to work and me go to town! I may ask for a volunteer tomorrow to help Roy (a gin employee) load out seed from the house, do forklift maintenance, and possibly load some bales (which I think we will have on the ground).

Pedro messed up this morning. He had bartered a deal to go in today but run tomorrow. He was exiting the interstate at Sweetwater and was running a little too fast, hit a slick spot and jack-knifed his rig. He called me immediately and even sent pictures. As much as I hate it, it will probably make him a better driver. He had become more and more brazen. I told him he was going to have to live with it, even if it meant the inconvenience of using the passenger door.

So now we start the insurance tango.

I'm betting they total it!

I have been arguing with myself about a couple of trucks in Houston. This may push me off high center! I also just got a line on three repo rigs not too far away from here!

A few days ago this small community had another accident. A gentleman who I will only call HH and his brother were trimming trees, with HH in a basket on a skytrak telehandler. It seems that HH was on the extended boom when about six things came together at one time and the skytrak over turned, basically launching HH. Both his legs are broken, one in two places, one bone, just below the knee, is crushed, a broken knee, two broken arms. some broken ribs, a dislocated and chipped hip, a dislocated shoulder blade, and a concussion.

Still, he is a lucky man. They care flighted him to San Angelo where he is hospitalized awaiting a bed to become available in Dallas.

I finally talked with Pat yesterday. She recently had changed her cellular service and it is NOT working. She told me that they had completed Hags treatment, but this second time around was much harsher than the first go round. The doctor is optimistic!

I had been derelict in my duties yesterday, so I have had a bust butt day working on settlements. But I finished them and now Krl has the ball.

Right now I am fixing to go outside to the bale dock and see if I can plan a strategy for getting some of these other guys home for a few hours!

Have a day and a great weekend!

FATHER, please bless my efforts. I thank YOU for the good reports for Hag and I continue to lift him up for YOUR gifts of healing! I ask YOUR comfort for him during his convalescing. Be with Pat as she takes care of him. For YOUR love I am unworthy, but so thankful!