Yesterday after our weekly breakfast meet up a friend gave me this old cow tag. He found it a million years ago while walking across a cow pasture. Since I volunteer at the farm, he thought I would like it. And I love it. But who was number 23?
Taking a break cleaning up the platform I checked the wall of fame to get some idea who could have been 23. And it was George. Fitting, don't you think. I bet he was a loveable guy.