remember seeing dad vaccinate cattle and horses and sheep, pigs and poultry and the like. One day dad took me with him to Mr. Tom Hazlets' farm -- all morning long those two men examined Mr.Hazlet's pure bred Hereford cattle for pink eye. They removed those eyes infected with a scalpel --- it was horrible! I still can close my eyes and see that pile of bloody cows eyes that those two men removed.

Many times dad would take me with him when he was conducting a farmers' meeting at some school house out in the country. He would take an educational film along with him and use . it to teach his audience the latest developments in agricultural practice. Since there was no electricity in those rural areas in those days, dad would jack his car up and remove one of it's rear tires. By doing that he could use a belt on the automobiles rear wheel to run a generator which provided the electric power to run his projector. Needless to tell you the farmers and this small boy were all mesmerized.

When we went to a farm we stayed for dinner with the family; and the meals were almost always grand affairs -- You see the farmers wife would invariably make all of her special dishes for their guests. While dad and the men in the family were surveying and contouring land, or working with the livestock or some other activity, I would be playing marbles, or games or riding horses with the children on the farm. I had a great time. I can't remember any of those trips I went on with dad that we didn't have a flat tire. Sometimes we would have two or three flat tires before the trip was ended. Dad took a tube repair kit complete with vulcanizer, along with him. And he had the usual tire tools as well as a pump in the trunk of the car.

One year there apparently was an infestation of rats and mice on many of the farms in Roosevelt County. The farmers called upon dad and, as usual, he went to the rescue. I can remember very well (because he took me with him) that he ordered poison, along with maize and a drum or two of molasses from the college in Las Cruces. When the stuff came in we went to the depot where dad signed for all of it. And, then, had it trucked to a big warehouse near the train station. Dad made a concoction of all these ingredients, which he then bagged up in lots of 10 or 20 pounds each. I went with him to deliver all of their rat bran to individual farmers.

I have a vivid memory of the year dad was in charge of the Roosevelt County Fair. That was when he arranged to have the Circus come to town and a big parade the day it arrived. I can close my eyes now and see the elephants and camels walking right down the street in front of our house --- And I can see the steam calliope emitting great clouds of vapor and shrill whistles as it went by us. Dad had a daredevil lady airplane wing walker also put on a show each day. It was truly the grandest event our community had ever witnessed.

The following year, 1930, dad and the Roosevelt County Home Demonstration Agent together with a huge contingent went over to Roswell for the eastern New Mexico Fair. I, of course, went along. The delegation I'm speaking of was made up of lots of prominent citizens. from Portales and outlying communities. One of the things the group did was to put on a skit about rural hillbilly type entertainment, that is to say, the kind of things people way out in the sticks did for their recreation, amusement, or just relief from the boredom that might otherWise take hold of them. We made mock musical instruments out of things that were raised on the farm. For instance, I made a sliding trombone out of sugarcane and corncobs. Some of the others had washboards that they rasped out tunes on, believe it or not. Some had old whiskey jugs they blew across for sound effect. Others had harmonicas and jew's harps which they played. It was lots of fun and attracted a great deal of interest in our booth. We took a blue ribbon home with us I remember!

I can also remember just as well as though it was yesterday when dad would go off to