Gatsby wrote:
I reckon that was the winter of '81-'82, I remember it well, spent it feeding 1,000 head of cattle alone,
on a ranch without a heated building to warm-up in. By the time I got home at night, my body temp
would be in the mid-nineties. When your brain cools of that much, you begin to hallucinate, and that's scary.
80 head of cattle just laid down and froze to death that winter,
That would really, really suck the big hairy one. I know it was rough. We didn't have that many cattle, they were split amongst family, but everyone lost heads that year including us.