I was laying in bed about 10 p.m. last night and the phone rings. I answer it, and it is my brother-in-law calling from the middle of a ten acre hay field where he is cutting my hay. All he said was, "After we get this hay up, you owe me a trip to Dale." Now, how could I refuse that for payment? He's a good fishing buddy, and I did feel some guilt lying in bed while was in a sweat.
