This time of year reminds me of my young days fixing fence. We never bought new posts and wire. Wouldn’t meet the farm expense. The worn and rusty, course barbed wire would break with every bend. So, ...

One day as I was driving from my home near Kraemer Lake, I noticed a small herd of cattle in a pasture fenced with barbed wire. It brought back memories. Wire had been a much-used commodity on our ...

The fences are in rough shape after the long North Dakota winter. And the people fixing the fences aren't all that different. But spring may finally have come, and we'll shake off the rust. The fence ...