My introduction to John's Jaguar was when I walked up to what I mistakenly thought was a chicken coup and put my face against the wire to peer in. My heart stopped when the Jag jumped up and we were eyeball to eyeball and I mean eyeball to eyeball.
John attempted to teach this Bostonian about his horses and all the facets of horse raising that he seems to love. I think he sensed I wasnít getting much out of it so we moved from the stables to his fields where I got a course in crop rotation; farming methods; security; hybrids and how they can be naturally produced.
Later on I was introduced to Caroline, John's wonderful wife who took the time to tour my wife and I through her studio. Art is another thing in life that is a little distant for me but I did appreciate her work and my wife who has a better handle in this area said her work was very good.
For two people who had such different backgrounds all I can say is John is a person that I will remember till my last day on this earth. He made quite an impression as an honest cowboy who understood the compromises in life and was very content on the course of his life. Like me he had more plans than he has years left. It has been too long and I think I may mosey out his way next winter, life is too short and maybe John can teach me a little more on a second bout. If not about farming Iím sure he can on life.
Somewhere on a beach in Belize