Toby and I had a dairy day. One meeting canceled, so we snuck out to Hatfield Park, a little gem near Hilmar. This is the Merced River. The best thing about representing farmers is that they don’t mind if you bring your dog.
I have a lot of memories here. I built my practice with these farms, driving these roads in my RX-8. I chased the UFCW off this dairy, and they did most of the work for me by being such combative assholes that the workers turned away. It taught me how to let them beat themselves, which the history of the labor movement shows them prone to do.
Our Valley is a beautiful place if you get off the highway and explore. In Hilmar, the animal hospital had a sign advertising “cat castration” instead of “spay and neuter.” I laughed
That, my friends, is a dairy and livestock town