This kind of saddens me a little when I look back at what my Father and Mother have done over the years. They took an old ranch in West Texas and managed to raise 5 kid’s feed them and kept a roof over our head’s. About 30 years ago Pop asked me to take over the ranch, he said it’s a new world he doesn’t understand so I quit the Sheriff’s department. Not long after that I put up a third of the ranch on a loan to drill our first oil well in the south end and Pop fought me all the way. We now have 72 wells on the ranch which we own 100% of and several more where we have partners. Many years later I asked POP why he turned it over to me and he simply said life was going to fast for him. He’s 94 this year and said other than marring my Mother it was the best decision he’s ever made. He knew when to get out!
Wow, excellent job, DR!
Dad was VERY wise. Sometimes you just need to know when to fold ‘em.