Dave Babson writes: “As I approach middle age, I realize that chasing cows in the middle of a snowy December night is not getting any easier so I sent my cows to freezer camp. So that ends my ‘factory direct to you’ milk business but the hamburger is delicious. I still have my four draft horses so that I don’t have to mow all my fields or put up as much hay. Poor, dead Charlie Watts: he got his money’s worth from me. Lots of classmates have dogs or cats for pets, my pets are just a little bigger (at about a ton a piece ) and a little difficult to fit in my lap. I continue to be amazed, as I read the “Big Bite” list every month in our Brown Alumni Magazine about how many classmates live in or have retired to Maine or New Hampshire and I never knew them or even knew they were here. Then there are the others that haven’t figured out that snow eventually melts and have moved to Florida. This is all the news from God’s Country.”
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Class of 1961