After a storm blew though the ranch, I loaded up the dogs and some wire and went to check the fence. There was a tree down over the fence and across the county road idling behind it was a pickup and trailer. I headed over to look at the fence and see who was there. The truck was marked with the neighboring ranches brand so I assumed it was the manager that I had met a few weeks ago. When I pulled up a man stepped out that I didn’t recognize. This was of course Darren. We talked and cracked jokes as it started to rain again, eventually he asked for my number and I felt bad for the lonley old man so I gave it to him. We’ve been harrasing each other ever since! Love you dear!