Some close friends wanted to partner with us raising pigs, and it seemed to be a good idea. They picked out a spot on the ranch to build their home, and had a large concrete slab poured for the foundation. But it quickly became apparent that it was going to be a struggle for the ranch to support one family, let alone two, and we amicably parted ways. Now the question became, who pays for the concrete slab? Well, it was a moot question. Neither of us had the $1,200 that was owed. After awhile, the bill went to collections, and we didn’t hear anything more about it. Much, much later, when we did find ourselves able to start making small payments, the collection company, which had sold twice, could not find any record of our debt, and they weren’t interested in trying to find one. Answer to prayer #2. Inconceivable!
There were miscellaneous bills totaling another $10,000. And then we received word that Mike’s uncle in
had passed away, and we received a portion of his estate. It just covered the bills, with enough left over to live on in the coming months. Answer to prayer #3. Unbelievable! Indiana
We really did live on very little money, always aware of how close we were to losing the ranch. Even now I wonder how, with four kids, we were able to make it. We bought raw milk from a neighbor, and made butter from the cream. We had a huge garden, and I canned and froze all our vegetables. We made plenty of both dill and sweet pickles. Extra tomatoes became catsup. Sows that went to the butcher due to hip problems kept us in bacon, sausage, ham and chops, plus I rendered the fat to make lard. Mischief, the cow, filled our freezer, along side 4-H rabbits. Chickens produced our eggs, and young roosters were on the dinner menu. Eventually we had fruit off of five growing fruit trees. I made jam: elderberry, raspberry, apricot, and cherry, for use on homemade bread, and the same flavors of syrup for pancakes.