I grew up on a diversified outfit. We didn’t have a whole lot of anything, but we had a little of a lot of things. Besides the herd of a couple hundred beef cows, we – like many of our neighbors – had a little herd of milk cows.

For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a fascination with all things cattle. When I was in grade school, a science fair was held each year where the fifth- and sixth-graders would choose a subject, prepare a presentation and present it to parents and faculty on a special evening.

Back in the early ’90s, I was running a ranch in the high desert and mountain country of central Utah. We ran a couple hundred pairs on a forest allotment on the Fishlake National Forest, east of Fillmore.