There are moments in life where I am reminded that I am a dairy farmer. Moments like driving the family car on the wrong side of the road, hurtling toward oncoming traffic with a screaming wife and kids as I was checking out a neighboring corn field. Then, there are moments where we interact with...Read More

It was a cold, dark, blustery day where everything had gone wrong on the farm. The manure pump went down, the milker didn’t show up for work, fresh cow problems, just your run-of-the-mill bad day. When I finally came home, I was accosted by three, excited, little blonde girls who happen to share my DNA,...Read More

There are moments where any parent feels they have failed as a parent. There was that time my 8-year-old asked if she could put ketchup on a perfectly prepared prime rib that came right from the Traeger Grill. There was that time my kids said they were bored on our family vacation as we traveled...Read More

There is seemingly an inordinate number of dairy farm families that have a lot of girls, and we are no exception. My wife and I have been blessed with three beautiful daughters. While many theories abound, it is my belief that our success with sexed semen on the farm, has also found success in the...Read More